Blood Awakening: The Strongest Hybrid and His Vampire Bride

The time before the duel with Alistair Faust soon came, with Nikolai arriving at the specified venue ahead of time. He sat in his car while leaning back, still a few hours before it would start. Today, he didn't wear the training outfit that Alexei gave him, but he looked quite calm.

'It looks like I'll be fighting a true vampire today... someone far stronger than my past opponents except maybe that elder wraith.'

'Will I be able to win...'

[Of course! You will win, silly boy!]

Nikolai couldn't help but laugh slightly, listening to his mother's support while she sat in the seat beside him. However, it felt lonely that Selene and Nikita hadn't joined him the night before or come to the arena.

'It probably couldn't be helped.'

After he mentioned that name to Nikita, she became a little strange and soon left. Yet, although she responded to his texts, they were a little more curt and distant than usual.

'If I said it didn't affect my confidence and feelings, that'd be a lie for sure...'

[Don't worry—there are reasons for everything. That girl is just shy, nothing else.]

'Well, I'll trust Mother...'

Nikolai walked towards the arena—instead of having the duel at the Imperium hotel like the previous. This time, it would be at the Nexus Arena, and it was likely all vampire nobles would be watching the fight.

'The undercard fights should have already started by now... though I have no interest in them at all.'

'I should find a locker room... No, I have a private room gifted to me by that man.'

Alphonse Veran Báthory is a member of the Bathory clan and the father of Elizabeth. Nikolai's late mother and the man who helped Nikolai take his first step in the nexus—however, since that night, it seemed he stopped contact.

'Probably because I didn't go to the arena, I've been far too busy.'

He shook his head, which helped Nikolai switch his mind and head towards the private teleportation booth.

Thankfully, it was only the main entrance that was packed full of people, some for the fight, others for normal daily life. Nikolai noticed that someone seemed to be inside when he stepped off the blue transporter.

"Hmm?"

"Who's there?"

Nikolai called out to no reply.

Then, a beautiful goddess stepped out of the spare room, which he lent to Selene. Her long blonde hair shone like golden sands, and her crimson eyes sparkled like rubies.

"N-Nikolai?! You're a little early..."

Selene's voice seemed bashful, but the wonderful black dress with white frills and ribbons looked utterly stunning on her body. His heart fluttered when she stood in front of him, and the familiar scent wrapped around his brain, clouding all other thoughts.

"Well, if I was late wouldn't it be annoying? But... that doesn't matter, it's really good to see you."

"Ah... Mm, Nikita was going to join me, but her father and mother took her to the Fenrir's private booth."

"Yeah? Well, isn't it fine since we're together?"

Nikolai understood what had happened—instead of focusing on that problem, he moved closer to Selene, taking her hand and guiding her to the sofa.

There were two vampires from different families fighting.

However, it wasn't very interesting because they were only squires. Their combat skills and blood arts were garbage if compared to those with many battles under their belts.

"You don't mind sitting here in this quiet place? Everyone is waiting for you..." She asked before speaking lower in the second half.

He replied, "Not really; I've been training since last week and yesterday was that annoying mission... Can I take a quick nap here?. Even last night I was training."

Selene couldn't help but sigh before sitting down and patting her soft, pale thighs. "Come on, I know you wanted to try this right?"

"What... Ah?! I really did!"

Nikolai sat on the opposite side of the sofa and then leaned down; his head felt heavy, while the sensation of Selene's thighs felt amazing under his face, not to mention the sweet scent of her thighs. His eyelids grew heavier as Selene began caressing Nikolai's forehead. She slipped her fingers through his silver hair with a smirk on her lips. It felt like she'd done it so many times before.

"This feels great—truly I haven't experienced anything better than your thighs."

Selene felt embarrassed at being told these words so brazenly, "You fool..."

[And that was the second exhibition match! With the Tepes family crushing their competition for a second time!]

'Oh... it's a member of Selene's clan.'

"Hmm... I can feel your eyelashes fluttering, are you not gonna sleep?"

Selene began to yank out hairs from his arm, which didn't hurt but caused him to open an eye from the sharp feeling. The pleasant aroma of her skin made Nikolai calm; in fact, he felt that if he fell asleep here, he would have some peaceful dreams instead of the usual nightmares.

However, one of the thoughts swirling in Nikolai's head stopped him from fully resting. Instead, he worried about Nikita and Selene and how they were keeping a secret from him. Perhaps it would have been better not to know anything and just trust them. Yet, he knew he needed to hear this.

"... Hey, there is something I need to ask you." Nikolai said slowly.

"Can you wait until after the fight, I promise you I will tell you about what I can, okay?" Selene's voice was apologetic, yet she didn't look down on Nikolai. However, it seemed she could only share so much information with him at the moment.

[Soon, the main event will begin. Are you all looking forward to the noble prince being a regular member of this world? Alistair Faust!]

[Then his opponent, an unlucky rookie with an impressive look and training style.]

The announcers seemed happy about the current situation, while Nikolai felt relaxed sleeping on her thighs. He felt bad that he couldn't sleep, but a thread held this small and shallow life, and he didn't want to lose it. When Selene saw him smiling awkwardly, she sighed slightly.

"Fine, I suppose we'll make do with this, even though it isn't enough..." She leaned down, kissing his head gently before sitting back up. Then she closed her eyes for a moment. It felt strange to have some time together finally.

***

Time passed quickly, with Nikolai waking from a light doze, thanks to the cheers coming from the large screen. While he looked over to see the results of the final exhibition matches, Selene still stroked his head softly and spoke gently to him.

"Nikolai, it seems that the new Tepes warrior is very strong." Her voice sounded sharp, yet Selene, to him, always felt warm and loving.

"Yeah, it looks like it's some kind of family talent, especially when I look at you." replied Nikolai calmly.

"Are you... hitting on me?"

Selene could feel denser than Nikita at times.

However, he didn't mind something of this nature. She might have lacked knowledge about modern romance because of her old-fashioned mindset. Yet he felt she carried a unique passion and driving force that others could never copy and prepare for.

"If I say I am, what will you do?"

Her hands grasped his hair before flipping him over and looking into his eyes. Two sets of blood-red eyes interlocked. Selene's faint smile caused Nikolai to feel a sense of warmth and comfort.

"Then~ I hope you keep hitting on my for all eternity and never get bored of me!"

For a moment, her gaze seemed to glint with a dangerous aura, and the scent around her became sickly sweet, though normally it also carried a slight floral scent.

"Did you change your perfume?"

"Nn~ it's the same as the one I used last time we slept together, isn't it nice?"

She brought her lips next to his neck, flicking her tongue out and licking it for a moment, sending chills through his body and causing him to shiver. Then she blew icy cold air against that spot before pressing her lips onto Nikolai's neck for a moment.

The next moment, he felt her fangs piercing his neck with a shallow bite. Selene's short fangs nibbled on his neck before she started drinking his blood in large gulps, which caused wave after wave of pleasure for both vampires.

Selene's lips smacked his neck, kissing him while a stream of blood oozed down her chin, dripping into her cleavage, causing her to blush.

Though it seemed the vampire princess had become drunk on his taste. Selene's cheeks became flushed red. Eventually, Selene retracted her fangs while licking and cleaning the area she'd bitten.

'I think... I should get off her lap before she drinks too much.'

"Is that enough for you, My Princess?"

"Fufu~ yes, for now, I only want to see you winning this competition between you and that annoying stalker of mine!"

"Haha, okay... I never planned to lose, thought..."

As she sat up and stared blankly at his handsome face, she had an intoxicated grin on her face and licked Nikolai's cheek while whispering at their

"How do you plan to fight him?" Selene was quite curious because Alistair wasn't a fighting type and would almost definitely use his Blood Art to keep Nikolai at a distance.

However, Nikolai also didn't know how he planned to fight; thanks to his growth over the past three weeks, he felt much stronger, and his blood arts began to develop further after sleeping with Selene.

He could form spears of blood, and his talent as a vampire started to awaken fully.

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"Hmmm... if I crush him will you reward me?"

"Oh?"

"Do you think you can?"

'I don't know, but if she offers a gift, won't it motivate me?'

"Probably, I am quite confident!"

"Hmph... then if you win, I'll use my mouth... and swallow."