41 Lilith Moonreaver (3)

The Matriarch left just as suddenly as she appeared. A gust of wind breezed through the half-decimated structure that used to be called Irina's bungalow, and the ancient Vampire vanished as if she were a mere hallucination. However, as she left, I swore that I could see the outlines of her lips breaking into a sly smile.

So why did she smile?

Because of the ticking time bomb that she'd left in my hands.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Irina and Lilith remained silent, their faces ashen with both their eyes looking away from one another. No, Irina seemed more reluctant to meet the blonde beauty's face while Lilith was withholding her desire to start a new World War. Evidently, the two hadn't recovered from their previous fight and were itching to go again.

But I won't let that happen.