Chapter 46 - Red Room (1/2)

Turning, the black cloud disappeared with the bundle.

In the Vampire City, there was a small flame hill on top of which stood a red glass mansion made out of flame stones. The mansion stood tall and steady, stretching its glass pillars into the dull red sky. Its massive and lonely appearance made it dark and gloomy.

This was the Glass Mansion of the supreme elder Luke. Vampires flashed and roamed through the black-gray Vampire City, but no one dared to approach the hill on which the red mansion stood.

Inside the Glass Mansion, a black cloud with tentacles materialized, holding afloat a small black cocoon. The black mushroom and tentacles receded into the body of the figure in the cloud.

Soon, Versailles and Luke's pale appearances were revealed.

Holding the unconscious figure in his arms, Luke's figure moved towards red glass stairs in the middle of the mansion that spiraled downwards. Flashing down the stairs with unmatchable speed, he arrived at an underground tunnel.

The tunnel was eerily red, with hundreds of stone doors stretching into the distance.

Luke's figure vanished and reappeared in front of a red stone door glowing with ancient runes. The runes brightened and dimmed intermittently, exuding cold air.

Instantly, dark smoke flowed from Luke's body, entering the stone door. The ancient runes glowed, emitting sinister dark glows that enveloped Luke and Versailles figure.

With a fierce flash, the glow winked out, revealing a dark empty tunnel.

Luke tightly held the small figure in his arms, their bodies floating through the dark passage as it twisted and twirled. The space shock unstably, sending pain shooting through his body. Unconscious of the small bundle's comfort, he used his body to shield her from the impact of the constant jostling.

Soon, the space warped, unceremoniously shooting their figures out. Somersaulting, he landed stably on the red ground.

”Hehehe....we are finally here.” Luke's face filled with anticipation as he looked around.

This was a large red room filled with the scent of decay. Tubes holding various fluids and substances littered the shelves on the walls. Mutilated creatures from various races were stuck in machines and red holding glasses, black tentacles sticking out from their half complete bodies.

Moving towards a large red machine attached with hundreds of black tentacles in the center, Luke gently laid Versailles down.

”Soon, everything will be perfect.” Smoothing her fire hair from her bright face, he caressed her cheek with his thumb. Gazing deeply at her picturesque face, he smiled in satisfaction. Straightening, he raised and dropped the lid, closing the machine with a loud bang.

”She will be okay, right?” Luke uncertainly asked the voice in his head as he looked at the peacefully laying girl.

”Of course. She will not only be okay, she will be even better.” The voice responded with excitement.

”Oh, how so?” Luke curiously asked, his gaze still fixed on the figure in the machine, missing the joy in the voice's tone.

”Hehehe... she will no longer be the wolf's mate. Meaning, you will have the opportunity to form a mate-bond with her since she will be bondless.”

”I can form a mate-bond with her? How is that possible? Only werewolves can form mate-bonds.” Luke furrowed his brows in displeasure.