[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-stepmom-is-a-vampire-her-entire-bloodline-wan":3,"chapter-my-stepmom-is-a-vampire-her-entire-bloodline-wan-my-stepmom-is-a-vampire-her-entire-bloodline-wan-chapter-115":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","My Stepmom Is A Vampire & Her Entire Bloodline Wants To Breed Me",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1125389,1455,"Chapter 115: Garden Maze","my-stepmom-is-a-vampire-her-entire-bloodline-wan-chapter-115",115,"\u003Cp>Lucien’s breath came ragged and uneven, nerves crawling beneath his skin. This woman’s power could change every memory in his head, twist them into new lies, erase his very identity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no limit to what she could do to his mind. She was infamous for her role in the Seven Great Covenant as a prosecutor: the one who delighted in tormenting every vampire who defied their laws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Fuck! Who said the Seven Great Covenants were dead? They’re here to punish us!’ he thought bitterly, despair tightening his chest. Even his words couldn’t save him this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He closed his eyes, forcing out the words. \"Wait, I—I’ll spy on them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m waiting,\" Fleur replied calmly, her tone cold and sharp. \"And don’t mistake me for a patient woman, Corvane.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien gulped, nodding quickly. He drew a shaky breath and focused on the wind, listening to the faint murmurs carried from far beyond Corvane Manor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They... they plan to hide and run again,\" he finally said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fleur’s gaze hardened. The veins snaking across her palm pulsed darkly before tightening around his neck, choking him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You aren’t lying, are you? Because if I must check your mind myself, I will.\" Her voice turned menacing, low, and cruel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I—I swear! I’m not lying! I’m a coward, Fleur, but I’m not a fool!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes narrowed before she finally released him. \"They’re still there, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien nodded, trembling as he tried to steady his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You hear that, My Liege? Don’t let them escape.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From behind her, the shadows shifted and gathered into smoke, forming the tall, elegant figure of an older man leaning on a cane, Ulrich.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him appeared two wolves the size of men, their golden eyes gleaming as they growled at Lucien.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Excellent work,\" Ulrich said softly, his voice smooth as aged wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Though I must admit, his kind never lasts long under pressure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien’s eyes widened as darkness pooled around Ulrich’s hand, shaping into a long, pitch-black sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait! You said you would—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His plea was cut short by the clean slash of the blade. His head rolled from his body, landing in the murky swamp water below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, horrifyingly, Lucien could still see. His mind screamed as he blinked, feeling pain flood every nerve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"H-how?! What did you do to me?!\" he gasped, his severed head trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black smoke hissed from the stump of his neck, sealing the wound and halting the blood. He could still move, his arms twitched weakly, his senses alive and raw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You lied, you monsters! You said you’d let me live!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fleur grabbed him by the hair, forcing him to face Ulrich, who regarded him with calm disdain, his expression neither pleased nor angered, merely entertained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Vampire power is a private matter, Corvane,\" Ulrich said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And technically, I did not lie. You are alive, are you not?\" His lips curved faintly. \"Leave the body here, Fleur. The head instead, we will require it to unseal the gate.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, My Liege.\" Fleur bowed before turning away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien’s terror spiked as realization dawned. Leaving his body behind meant leaving him to rot: eaten by insects, devoured by beasts, or buried beneath the filth of the swamp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worst of all, he could feel everything. Every sting, every shiver, every drop of moisture against his exposed skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No! No, please, don’t leave me here!\" he screamed, his head lurching as his body twitched uselessly. \"I’ll do anything! I beg you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears streamed down his cheeks, terror soaking every word. His voice broke into muffled sobs that no longer sounded human.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The swamp water crept higher, coating his body with filth and decay. It spasmed again, struggling against the stillness, while flies began to gather.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ulrich sighed, exasperated. \"Fleur, silence him. His desperation offends my ears.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, Fleur slipped off one glove and stuffed it into Lucien’s mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Much better,\" Ulrich murmured, straightening his coat as if the world had regained its order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced ahead, a faint smile ghosting across his lips. \"Ah... what a cheap illusion.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stepped through the mist and the swamp vanished. The world snapped into place at the back of the manor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A garden spread before them, a mockery of beauty. Vines writhed like coiled snakes and roses moved with grotesque, humanoid form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Petals reached like fingers. The flowers struck first, a slow, angry swarm that smelled of rot and sweet poison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ulrich lifted a single hand. His two wolves lunged without command. They tore through petals and stems with savage precision until the flower-people were reduced to ragged blooms and shredded vines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fleur watched, bored, and yawned wide enough to show her teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fleur,\" Ulrich said with faint reproach, \"a lady should be composed. Close your mouth when you yawn.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She flinched, then nodded with obedience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I cannot help it,\" she said, rubbing the back of her neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why do we need Velstrath at all? We could burn Corvane ourselves.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ulrich spread the smoke from his palms and shaped it into many hands. The vapor crept along the ground, slipping into the plants’ mouths and winding around their stems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The monster blossoms swelled, fattened, and then burst in soft, wet pops. Petals rained like torn silk. Fleur smirked instead of applauding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alliances are useful,\" Ulrich said as they moved on and the last of the creatures slumped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Velstrath matriarch is formidable. She possesses something that wealth and influence cannot buy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Crimson Nectar,\" Fleur guessed with a distasteful scoff. \"I do not find him charming.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have not met him yet,\" Ulrich replied smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I expect you will find him... entertaining. I have heard he enjoys women’s company.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice held the careful amusement of a man who tasted fine poison for sport.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bleh.\" Fleur made a face and the wolves padded ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The trimmed hedges closed around them and the garden folded inward. The hedges rose taller with every step until the ordered beds became a maze. The light thinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Another illusion?\" Fleur asked, tension threading her words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" Ulrich said, his grin sharpening. \"We are in that harlot domain. Find the center, and we will end her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They nodded to the wolves and set off. The beasts melted into shadow and vanished into the darkness ahead, moving with the same slow, deliberate grace as their masters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ulrich and Fleur kept pace, stepping carefully as if they meant to savor every trap and creature that crawled from the maze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At one turn, a length of hedge split open and revealed a thousand glassy eyes. The instant they passed, the eyes spat thin, brilliant beams that would have sliced a body clean in two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light hissed across the path, but Ulrich raised his sword in a single fluent motion and the hedge shuddered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade cut through roots and thorns alike. The eyes melted into a viscous trickle and dripped harmlessly to the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They found little of interest beyond that, only a severed head propped awkwardly on a low stump. It gurgled and tried to form words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien’s mouth worked uselessly against the glove still stuffed in it, a ragged sound leaking out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ulrich sheathed his sword and sighed. \"Remove the gloves,\" he said, voice dry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fleur obliged and Lucien’s screams tore free. He rolled his eyes wildly and spat words that came out uneven and frantic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My sister is here. You will be dead meat. I told you she is stronger than any of you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fleur laughed, annoyed. \"You mean that repulsive little girl? I do not consider her a real threat. We know where her true body lies.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien went white. \"You still do not know where? I can point it out. Put me back to my body, let me live, and I will help.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ulrich watched him for a long, appraising moment, then inclined his head. \"We shall see if you are of use.\" His tone was polite and cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fleur smiled thinly, the smile of someone who expected to be entertained or disappointed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course I will help,\" Lucien said cracking into manic laughter. They resumed moving through the maze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a minute later, the garden erupted with sound. Metal clanged on metal as something fought close by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ulrich and Fleur quickened their pace and pushed through a final stand of hedges into a clearing that looked carved for combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wounded man staggered back under a furious assault from a child. Blood ran from his temple and drenched his collar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just give up! You are already dead! Or do you really want me to kill you?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Elle... Don’t do this, please come back to me, we can start a new life together.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man pleaded as the stream of blood came from his temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the girl spat at him, \"You are ten years late, father!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lunged and missed; the girl’s blade flashed and sent his weapon flying. With a strong kick, the man coughed, spat blood, and was thrown backward across the sod, the force of his fall destroyed the nearest hedge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man’s eyes widened when he saw Ulrich and Fleur. Recognition flickered across his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You? Is help from Isolde finally here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fleur’s patience thinned into irritation. \"Isolde is not here. 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