Luke, just minutes after arriving at Camp Nightwing, received a telepathic message from Wednesday informing him that the negotiations had failed and that Niklaus was heading his way, so he could get rid of Rosalie, Armand, and the others if he wanted to.
‘Why do blackmail attempts never work?’ Luke thought, somewhat surprised that Niklaus didn’t give a damn that he was facing the eldest Addams and that she wanted to negotiate rather than report what was happening here to the vampire authorities.
Elías and Lauren trembled as Tuesday looked at them again, this time with a different gleam in his sky-blue eyes.
“What are you doing?” Elías asked, feeling an increasing pressure tightening around his neck, making it difficult to breathe.
Lauren experienced the same thing, desperately bringing her hands to her throat, trying to free herself from the invisible force choking her, but it was useless.
“Don’t blame me, blame your family for refusing to negotiate and choosing to fight. Don’t worry, your cousins will be joining you soon,” Luke said, casting a quick glance at Rosalie and Armand, who remained unconscious.
“Shit…” Elías muttered with difficulty, as he dropped to his knees, struggling more and more to breathe, feeling the pressure around his neck intensify. At any moment, his neck would snap under the telekinetic force.
Just as Luke was about to apply enough pressure to break Elías and Lauren’s necks, rapid footsteps approached his direction, followed by a sudden shout.
“Luke, stop!”
Luke’s eyes widened in surprise at the familiar tone of voice and the aura of this person.
He turned his head, and his shock became even clearer when he saw the girl standing in front of him.
A girl with light blonde hair streaked with pink and blue. Her hair reached about jaw-length. She wore an oversized lilac T-shirt, paired with ripped jeans and sneakers with rainbow details.
“Enid?” Luke asked, staring at the girl who had stepped in front of him. Her hair was shorter than the last time he had seen her at Petropolus Manor.
Thanks to her sudden intervention, Elías and Lauren were able to breathe again, though Luke kept them immobilized to prevent them from escaping.
“Whew… I made it just in time,” Enid said with a small smile, wiping some sweat from her forehead. She had sprinted through the forest at high speed.
Luke was utterly confused. What was Enid doing here? How did she know it was him? And why was she telling him to stop?
‘Her feminine form is really beautiful… Why does that bother me?’ Enid thought as she studied Luke more closely, remaining silent for a few seconds.
“What are you doing here?” Luke asked with a strange expression.
The situation was, at the very least, strange. Months ago, he had his last conversation with Enid, where he told her he couldn’t keep his promise, explaining his reasons. That conversation had ended very badly.
Later, she and Wednesday had a brief exchange during a game of Truth or Dare at Ajax’s birthday party, where they pointed out how picky he was with food.
During that conversation, Luke had barely spoken to Enid, exchanging only a few words.
“I’m here to help,” Enid finally said after finishing her silent examination of Luke’s feminine form and looking directly into his eyes. Their gazes met for the first time in a long while.
“Help…?” Luke repeated, unable to believe what he was hearing.
Why did she want to help him? The last thing he remembered was Enid calling him a bastard, a womanizer, and slapping him—something he had somewhat deserved.
However, that question could wait. There was a more pressing one to ask.
“How do you know we’re here?” Luke questioned. Not even his mortal enemies, who had to be searching for him, had found him.
“Oh, Wednesday told me at Ajax’s birthday party. Didn’t you know?” Enid replied.
“No… she never mentioned anything,” Luke said, resting a hand on his chin.
“Mm, I guess she didn’t want to tell you that she sent me here to use me since I’d be useful in fighting and helping you,” Enid said, noticing Luke’s confused expression.
“Maybe,” Luke muttered, unconvinced by that reasoning. He knew Wednesday too well.
She was a very possessive and independent girl. Would she really send him ex-girlfriend to help them? Especially when she knew that Enid was one of the few people he had ever cared about?
First, Wednesday was far too possessive and jealous to willingly make such a move. And second, she was extremely independent. She hated relying on others, even hesitating to use her own last name because she preferred to handle everything on her own.
It had taken Luke a long time to get her to trust him with things, to fight alongside him as a team. But even now, there were limits—like when it came to minor demons.
So the idea that Wednesday genuinely wanted Enid’s help for this Sunnyvale and Shadyside situation was almost impossible to believe.
‘Now’s not the time to figure out Wednesday’s true intentions,’ Luke thought. Right now, he needed to find the evidence and get out of here, wrapping up the mission as a success.
“If you’re here to help, then… thanks,” Luke said, feeling Enid’s intense gaze fixed on him.
“That’s what I’m here for! My strength will be useful against these evil vampires,” Enid said enthusiastically, rolling up her sleeve and flexing her bicep.
Her bicep, though small, was well-defined and packed with immense strength—enough to easily overpower Elías, Armand, Lauren, or Rosalie in terms of raw physical power.
‘Who is this girl?’ Elías thought, his mind racing as he desperately searched for a way to escape. He knew that Tuesday would turn her attention back to him and Lauren soon, finishing what she started.
‘Elías, I don’t want to die…’
Lauren’s desperate whisper echoed in Elías’s mind, making his head throb as his adrenaline spiked, knowing they were at death’s door.
‘Calm down… I’ll think of something,’ Elías replied, though his tone was anything but convincing.
Was this karma for all the normies they had sent to die at the vampire mansion in Sunnyvale?
But what other choice did they have? They were just two hybrids against centuries-old, fully grown vampires. Even their own cousins could easily defeat them.
If Elías and Lauren didn’t obey, the only thing they would achieve was getting themselves killed. And on top of that, Elías’s mother and Lauren’s father—both defenseless normies—would also be murdered.
If they tried to escape from Shadyside and Sunnyvale, they would be hunted down by Niklaus and his followers. There was no way they would allow them to live freely, not when they knew about the crimes that had been committed. They wouldn’t risk having two hybrids and two normies holding such valuable information that could put them in grave danger if it ever got out.
Reporting the crimes happening in Shadyside and Sunnyvale to the main branch of the Drosia Clan wouldn’t help either. The main branch would simply eliminate them as well for being accomplices.
Kidnapping normies and drinking their blood was a severe crime in the closed society of vampires. Even more so if it had been going on for years, with hundreds—possibly even thousands—of normies imprisoned over time.
‘Is this the price for the sins I’ve committed…?’ Elías thought, trembling slightly.
What worried him the most was his mother. There was no way she would survive this. Even if these psychics ignored her, the vampires wouldn’t. They would never leave her alone—it was highly likely she would be killed.
Elías lost all hope. Escaping from his own family or from the extremely powerful psychic girl was impossible. In fact, he preferred to die here. At least then, he would no longer have to kidnap innocent normies—people he had grown up with in Shadyside.
As for begging for mercy, he didn’t even consider it an option. One look at Tuesday’s icy gaze was enough. He knew instantly—she was a cold-blooded killer. She wouldn’t let him live.
‘I hope they kill those bastards,’ Elías thought, closing his eyes. By “bastards,” he meant his uncles, his father, and his grandparents.
Luke turned his attention back to Lauren and Elías, ready to finish his work. But just as he was about to strike, Enid stepped in his way.
“Don’t do it, Luke,” she said seriously, locking eyes with him.
‘Why is she calling him Luke?’ Elías and Lauren thought, surprised—and oddly relieved—that this cheerful-looking girl was defending them. Not only that, but she seemed to know Tuesday, even though she didn’t call her by that name.
Luke narrowed his eyes, irritated.
“Why not? They’re enemies,” he said coldly. He just wanted to finish them off and go find the evidence.
“You’ve already defeated them. Why kill them?” Enid replied calmly.
“I don’t know… there’s always a chance they’ll come back wanting more and become a nuisance. Better to cut that nuisance at the root, don’t you think?” Luke said after a brief pause.
“I doubt they’d want to face you again. Besides, you defeated them far too easily. Why stain your hands with blood when you can break them with just a glance?” Enid countered.
‘She’s right, listen to her! We won’t come back!’ Lauren and Elías thought, their hopes of getting out alive suddenly renewed.
Luke stared at her, weighing her words.
“And if they do come back, just give them an even worse beating than before. That way, they’ll learn their lesson and won’t even dare to try next time,” Enid added with a sweet, charming smile.
Elías and Lauren paled. ‘That doesn’t sound reassuring at all!’ they thought in unison.
Luke lowered his gaze for a moment. There was something in her words that resonated with him. Somehow, Enid still had that effect on him—that ability to ignite a spark of something he had long since extinguished.
“Killing them won’t leave a bad taste in your mouth?” Enid pressed, her voice softer this time. “They aren’t mortal enemies, nor people you hold a personal grudge against. You could have snapped their necks in a second… but you didn’t. You took longer. Wasn’t that because, deep down, you didn’t actually want to kill them?”
‘She has a point…’ Luke thought.
Besides, these vampires had been ridiculously easy to defeat. Killing them or not wouldn’t make much of a difference. In fact, Lauren and Elías hadn’t even attacked him. He didn’t have a personal vendetta against them the way he did with Sabrina, Atlas, and the others.
Still, what unsettled him the most were her last words. Did he really not want to kill them? Was that why he hadn’t snapped their necks in an instant, even when he had the power to do so?
“And I know I’m not your light anymore… but that doesn’t mean you have to sink completely into the darkness,” Enid added in a whisper.
Luke looked up.
“And who says I’m sinking? Darkness isn’t bad…” he muttered.
At that moment, Elías and Lauren felt control over their bodies return. They could move again.
“Get out of here,” Luke ordered coldly.
“T-thank you,” Elías and Lauren said, glancing at Enid before taking off at full speed.
“What do we do!? We’ll be considered traitors if we abandon Rosalie and Armand,” Lauren asked, though not once did it cross her mind to save their two cousins from the clutches of that terrifying psychic.
“We’ll leave Shadyside and Sunnyvale with our parents. We can’t keep kidnapping innocent people anymore. It’s almost certain that the truth about Grandpa and the others drinking normie blood for years will come to light. It’s not safe here anymore,” said Elías, who had no intention of following his family’s orders any longer.
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