Blood Awakening: The Strongest Hybrid and His Vampire Bride

Nagisa's eyes widened at Nikolai's comment, her fingertips skimming the soft wooden table in a slow, deliberate motion.

Her voice trembled, low and edged with something unspoken. "Nikolai, are you completely sure that's what you saw?" Her teeth sank into her lower lip as a dark mist seeped from her body, unfurling like storm clouds across the room.

Nikolai shivered as the mist touched his skin, the air thickening with a suffocating weight. His stomach churned, a leaden drop that left his knees unsteady.

"M-Mother Nagisa?" he managed, the words catching in his throat as her aura expanded, pressing against him like a rising tide.

"I-I'm sure... Risa also saw the cave, right?" He turned sharply, his gaze snapping to Risa. Her wide eyes reflected his own fear, her lips parting soundlessly before she nodded, her movements jerky and hesitant.

"Mmm..."

The sound hummed low, vibrating through the charged silence. Nagisa's fingers quickened, tracing tight, restless circles on the table. Her lips pressed into a taut line before she exhaled, the sigh heavy with resignation.

'Nagisa... do you know something about this?' Nikolai's thoughts raced, his gaze darting between her and the ghostly Elizabeth.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Nagisa's fingers stilled, shifting to an unnervingly slow rhythm. Her eyes darkened, half-lidded as though peering into a foggy memory. "I've heard... whispers of legends," she murmured, the words heavy with foreboding. "But the details..." Her voice trailed off, leaving the room thick with unspoken dread.

Nikolai swallowed hard, the dryness in his throat burning. "It's... something dangerous, isn't it?" His voice cracked, barely audible against the oppressive quiet.

Across the table, Selene drew a shaky breath, her pupils quivering as she stared at Nagisa. "How... how can this be happening?" Her voice trembled, her words barely escaping the weight of Nagisa's aura.

"I'll look into it." Nagisa's voice was sharp, almost like the growl of a tiger prowling in the dark. With focused eyes that never left Nikolai's.

She shifted backwards, her fingers brushing the edge of the table as if contemplating something. Her gaze softened, yet there was something sharp behind it—something that showed her determination.

Slowly, she extended her hands towards him, spreading her fingertips just barely touching his cheeks. A smile, barely a curve of the lips, formed on her face.

"I'll find the legends," she said, her voice secure but warm, filling the room. No matter what, I'll help you."

A silence lingered between them. Her presence felt heavy, almost suffocating, but it carried a sense of security and warmth with no room for doubt in her eyes. Whatever lay ahead, Nagisa would face it for this lovely child—no matter the cost.

[Are you trying to seduce my son?]

"Hah? I am just being kind to my son, don't be jealous." Hot hair blew from Nagisa's nose with a snort as she flicked Nikolai's cheek before pulling away. "I wouldn't steal my daughter, man, you damn witch."

[I don't agree! Leave my son alone, you aren't allowed!]

'Strange... their friendship seems deeper when paying more attention.'

Since the information in the strange cave ran dry, Nikolai and the others spent a few hours enjoying the tea and speaking amongst themselves.

Time passed until the sunlight faded over the horizon, and the darkness of evening spread through the sky.

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"Once again, it's nice to meet you. I am Kumiko." The beautiful golden-haired fox bowed to Nikolai in Nikita's room, her fluffy ears twitching with her subtle movements.

"Cute." Nikolai's hands suddenly covered his mouth, realising he spoke his inner thoughts.

Kumiko wore an old-fashioned kimono, which made her a genuine Eastern beauty, with natural makeup and pink gloss on her lips.

"Hueh?"

The lovely fox closed her eyes tightly, turning bright red as she visibly trembled in a lovely fashion, shaking her fists as if in denial.

"Nikolai... my darling, can you tell me why you are hitting on the girl the moment after we scolded you for sleeping with another woman?" Selene's teeth gnashed together as she narrowed her eyelids, scowling at him.

"I'm innocent. She's just naturally cute!" In protest of the truth, he pointed to the quivering fox and twisted his head, gazing between Nikita, Risa and Selene as if pleading.

"Nn..."

"Wow, Kumiko looks adorable when she's bright red." Nikita's voice echoed cheerfully, and she seemed to ignore Selene's jealousy. "Haha! Her tail is all fluffed up—Selene, check it out!"

"Shut up, Nikita!"

'Somehow, this feels quite comfortable...'

Nikolai sat on Nikita's bed, bouncing slightly as his hands spread behind him to keep balance. His eyes softened, listening to Nikita and Selene arguing. After last night, he worried things might change.

And they did.

Nikolai's lips tugged into a small, relieved smile as he watched the playful bickering between the girls. Despite the chaos, a warmth spread in his chest—this felt better than he'd expected after the tension of last night.

He didn't wish to neglect them again and paid extra attention.

"Selene, can you tell me about why your hair and personality sometimes change now?"

Selene's eyes flickered, opening wider as Nikolai spoke, despite being in the middle of grappling with Nikita, the pair of women rolling on the floor. The pair pulled apart instantly upon hearing his voice.

"Nikolai, that is..."

"Can't you tell me?"

The pair gazed into each other's eyes. Selene's lips pressed together until turning white. Her eyes darted around as she held her trembling arm. "I..."

Nikolai leaned forward slightly, his voice low but intense, as if trying to bridge the gap between them with every word. "It doesn't matter if I promised Luna, Selene. I've already fallen for you. Please... don't feel guilty." His gaze softened, locking onto hers with a sincerity that caused her heart to pound like a drum.

Selene's face went pale before a rush of warmth spread across her cheeks. Her lips parted, but no sound escaped as her eyes flicked to the side. Her hands shook as they covered her face, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Nikita and Kumiko exchanged glances, unsure whether to break the silence. Even Risa seemed at a loss, her fingers fiddling with the hem of her shirt as though the tension was too much to bear.

Her heart raced, a mix of conflicting emotions swirling within her—relief, guilt, and a strange fluttering sensation she couldn't quite place.

She squeezed her eyes shut for a moment, trying to block out the rush of feelings threatening to overwhelm her. When she opened them again, determination had hardened within them—a quiet resolve born from years of hiding behind the secret of 'Luna.'

With slow but deliberate movements, she let her hands fall away from her face. "Okay… I'll tell you everything," she declared, her voice barely above a whisper yet firm, nonetheless.

"Do you remember, that gemstone my father held over Lunaria's corpse in that vision Nagisa showed us?" Selene's hands clutched her chest with each word as if guilt and shame manifested at the same time, creating a tight sensation in her chest.

"Gemstone..." Nikolai closed his eyes for a few moments, remembering the blue gemstone Vladimir had held. As far as he could remember, he placed it atop her forehead, and it resembled the gemstone of his mother's pendant.

When he opened his eyelids once more, they were filled with questions. "What about it?"

"Well..." The vampire princess started slowly, swallowing as her mouth felt suddenly parched. "Here..." Suddenly, she opened her shirt buttons—slowly, her fingers fiddled and popped them open one after another.

"W-what are you doing?" Nikolai jumped up on reflex, sitting up straight as Selene undid the top of her button-up blouse.

"Look, Nikolai..." And she pulled open her clothes, showing a large swathe of her porcelain white skin, enough for her cleavage to pop free and jiggle softly with the movement.

Then he noticed... the small blue dot hidden between her massive E-cup bosom... "Is that..." A chill ran through his body.

It looked like the same gemstone—the small circular orb embedded inside her chest was only around three millimetres wide. But there was something different about its colour...

The blue gem looked red now...

"Yeah, this is the same gemstone," She muttered whilst averting her gaze.

Countless scenarios and questions began racing through Nikolai's mind. His hand reached toward the stone in a daze, almost touching it when Selene took his hand.

"It's embarrassing..." Then, he guided his fingertip to touch the red stone... a soft, warm sensation before he felt a suction on his fingertip.

"It feels warm... and comfortable."

The gemstone started sucking something from him, and as the gemstone transformed... the red faded and became blue, along with the heat becoming a frigid cold.

As did Selene's transformation into... Lunaria... soft blonde hair, like a honeycomb, became scarlet red... and her blood-red eyes... transformed into an ocean-blue pair of glistening orbs.

"I guess... this is the first time we've met officially since being children... right?" An elegant yet arrogant voice... filled with a touch of smugness came from her full lips. There was a particular feeling of contempt for humanity beneath every syllable.

And an overwhelming wave of relief spread across her face in the next moment as she tightly embraced herself. "I waited so long for the truth to come out... to stand face to face with you."

"Finally, I can meet you again!"

With an elegant poise, Lunaria bent over and kissed Nikolai's forehead, pressing her ruby-red lips against his pale skin. The cold sensation of her lips and the scent of winter roses caused his entire body to tense up.

And just like that, she fell into his arms, burying her face into his warm chest.
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"I missed you, I missed you, I missed you so much~ you finally came looking for me!" A voice drowning in obsession and pure joy, Nikolai couldn't resist her approach...

He saw Nikita, Risa, and Kumiko watching him with their mouths wide open, unable to understand the situation.

Rather, the sudden change always caught them off guard.