My Vampire Guy

Lucasta quickly went to the kitchen and prepared dinner as soon as she and Samson returned to the castle.

Although she said that she grilled mushrooms for Samson, she knew he ate only very little.

In her childhood memory, he didn’t even eat or drink.

Until she was curious, wondering, he tried to eat some, as if he was forced by her.

– From whom did you learn how to make this grilled mushroom, Lucasta? – Samson asked as he put more wood in the stove.

– Maris taught me. She grilled mushrooms for the owls and me. Very delicious.

When she said that, she swallowed her saliva and smiled.

Samson was also happy when he saw her so happy.

He did not expect time to pass so quickly.

Ten years passed like a warm dream and his little girl grew up.

Although she was a little clumsy when she did the housework, at least she could take care of herself.

When the aroma from the stove rose, Lucasta hurriedly turned the mushrooms over so that they cooked evenly.

Moments later, she put them on a plate and brought a mushroom to Samson’s mouth.

Every time she made a new dish, he would be the first to taste it.

She cooked ten dishes, but only one dish made him feel delicious.

– Samson. Please taste the new food.

– Delicious, fragrant.

– Let’s go to the table to eat.

Lucasta carefully carried the plate to the dining table.

Samson also followed her but only a few steps when he suddenly felt dizzy.

Because the sun was too strong today, even though he covered his body, he was still affected.

He should have drank the blood as soon as he got back to the castle, but because he was busy helping her wash the mushrooms, he forgot.

– Lucasta, you can eat first. I need to go back to my room for a moment.

– Yeah. Please come back quickly.

Because Lucasta was hungry and the smell of the food was so alluring, she didn’t notice Samson’s pale face and continued eating.

As soon as the room door closed, Samson immediately ran down to the basement through a secret passage.

He felt so nauseous, his stomach hurt, his muscles ached and he was sweating profusely, two fangs were also gradually appearing.

In his hallucination, he saw the figure of Eirlys hovering around him.

His trembling hand reached for the bottle of dried blood and hurriedly poured it into a glass and dissolved it with water.

This was the first time he drank blood in this pathetic state, completely losing the aura of a gentleman leisurely enjoying his food like drinking a glass of wine.

The pain gradually eased as the blood slowly seeped into Samson’s body.

He collapsed and sprawled on the floor, staring up at the dark ceiling.

The light of the candle wasn’t enough to warm his heart at this moment.

He knew that if he showed this terrifying appearance in front of Lucasta, she would leave him immediately, just like Eirlys had run away.

– Samson, Samson. Are you in the room? The food is already cold. Brother.

Lucasta’s voice couldn’t reach the basement.

The answer to her cry was a silence that made her both annoyed and worried.

Samson had never locked the door to his room and she could come in to find him when she needed to, but now she couldn’t open it.

– Brother, if you don’t leave the room, I’ll eat it all.

Lucasta threatened him for a while, but he didn’t answer, so the worry in her heart multiplied.

After thinking for a few seconds, she hurriedly ran to the opposite castle to ask Maris for help.

As soon as the gluttonous owl saw Lucasta peeking out of the gate, it flew to its owner’s bed and used its beak to wake the female vampire.

– It’s annoying. Is it time to eat already?

Maris angrily threw the owl against the wall and sat up, yawning a few times.

At this moment, she heard Lucasta calling her.

She didn’t have time to brush her tangled hair, but hurriedly ran up the stairs and rushed to the gate.

– Hello Lucasta, what happened? – Maris panicked when she saw Lucasta crying.

– Help me! Please. I don’t know what’s wrong with my brother. He stayed in his room and refused to come out. I knocked on the door, but I didn’t hear him say anything.

After Maris heard Lucasta’s explanation, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She even thought that Samson had yelled at Lucasta, causing the human girl to cry pitifully.

Maris herself knew well that nothing had happened to Samson because he was in his room, not basking in the sun.

– Isn’t that Samson guy? Your brother is looking for you. – Maris crossed her arms and jerked her face forward.

Samson looked at his sister’s tear-stained face, and he didn’t know what was going on.

When he returned to the kitchen, half a plate of grilled mushrooms was still left and Lucasta was gone.

Because he guessed she ran to Maris’s castle, he came here.

– What’s up? Why are you crying Lucasta? – Samson put his hand on Lucasta’s shoulder and asked bewilderedly.

– She asked you to come down to the kitchen for dinner, but you didn’t answer and she thought you had an accident, so she came here to ask me for help. – Maris said with a yawn.

– Oh, because I was sunstroke, I fell asleep.

After Samson answered Maris, he turned and looked at Lucasta again.

Every time she cried, he felt a pain in his heart.

– I’m sorry for making you worry.

Lucasta didn’t say a word, but just snuggled into Samson’s lap and hugged him tightly.

The remaining tears also fell together.

She thought she had lost him.

The feeling of being alone in that palatial castle made her extremely afraid.

At this moment, Maris suddenly saw the red bloodstain on the corner of Samson’s lips, so she panicked and signaled to him.

Luckily, Lucasta was burying her head in him, so she didn’t notice.

His hand quickly left Lucasta’s back and wiped the bloodstain.

His eyes fixed on Maris, and she looked at him, too.

She had known him since she was a child, but she had never seen him so careless.

That much was enough for her to understand that he had lost control because he let himself be deprived of blood for so long.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

– Goodbye, Maris. Sorry for bothering you.

The lonely afternoon shadow made the two silhouettes walking together become lonely.

Lucasta clung to Samson’s arm and, even when she entered her room, she didn’t let go of him.

In her heart, she was deeply regretting that her stubbornness had made him tired and fainted.

– Brother. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t go out while it’s still sunny. It’ll hurt you.

– I don’t blame you. I want to go with you. Lucasta, I’m afraid the wolves will eat you.

– I understand. I won’t be stubborn in the future. Whatever you say, I will obey you. – She leaned over to him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and promised.

It wasn’t until he advised her to go to sleep that she let go of his hand and obediently lay on the bed.

In the flickering candlelight, he saw her blue eyes like the lonely starlight in the middle of the winter night.

The moment he saw her standing on a tall tree branch and looking away, he understood what she wanted.

She had grown up, and she was like a baby bird that had enough feathers and wings and wanted to leave the nest to fly to far-away lands and explore places beyond the murky forest.

The books he bought her inadvertently connected her to the human world, and she wanted to step into it.

– Lucasta, don’t jump from the tree to the ground in the future. It’s dangerous. Samson reached out to stroke her hair and said.

– I saw Maris jump down, so I imitated. She landed gently, but after I fell, I couldn’t see anything anymore. Her leg was not broken. Lucasta honestly told everything.

– Maris’ bones are made of rubber, and her legs won’t break.

– What is my bone made of?

– Ah. Calcium.

– And your bones?

– It’s also calcium.

Lucasta grinned because she knew Samson was joking with her.

She pulled his hand up as a pillow for her head and closed her eyes.

Just a few minutes later, she was fast asleep.

The sound of soft breathing resounded throughout the room, bringing a sense of peace to the men beside her.

He took the pillow and placed it under Lucasta’s head, then gingerly withdrew his hand.

After he covered her with a blanket, he left the room, went into the forest, jumped on a high branch, and lay down to watch the night sky through the dark foliage.

This is where he met and saved her.

He thought to himself that if he hadn’t seen her that day or if he had pretended not to see her and hadn’t saved her, perhaps in the past ten years he wouldn’t have felt the mixed emotions of happiness and sadness.

Since Eirlys passed away, he has only known sadness.

– Are you here to pick up another adopted sister?

As soon as the mocking voice ended, Maris also appeared.

She sat on the branch opposite him, and on her shoulder was a gluttonous owl.

Every time Samson saw this owl, he had the feeling it was glaring at him.

– One is enough. I don’t want to share my love with too many people. – He said and looked up at the moon above.

– What happened today? Your appearance when you came to pick up Lucasta was sloppy.

– Because I walked in the sun and didn’t have time to drink blood on time, I was tired. Ah. You jumped from the tree to the ground in front of Lucasta, right? Today, she imitated you.

– No. I guess she accidentally saw me jump. I will be careful in the future.

She gently shook her shoulder to let the owl fly away and then she turned, resting her head on her hands and lying down on the branch, looking up at the scattered stars twinkling behind the foliage.

Both he and she are the same.

They loved with all their heart and then they were betrayed by love.

They lost an important person in their lives and carry the regret to this day.