"Mmmhmm..."Zara slowly opened her eyes, a pleasant warmth anchoring her to the bed.
As her vision cleared, she looked down and smiled softly.
Lilith was curled up beside her, tangled in the sheets, arms wrapped tightly around Zara even in sleep. Her face was peaceful, lips slightly parted.
Zara gently ran her fingers through Lilith’s hair, stroking it with care.
A low groan escaped Lilith as she stirred. Her eyes fluttered open, and the mont they t Zara’s gaze, she smiled and leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to her lips.
Zara returned the kiss with a sigh before pulling back."Let’s get ready. I need to head to training soon," she whispered, sitting up and reaching for her clothes.
Lilith stayed half-buried in the pillow, her voice lazy and playful."You don’t need to worry about that today, dear."
Zara paused mid-button."What do you an—no training?"
Lilith turned her head and smirked."Today’s the summit. We’re eting with the Pantheons. All the Progenitors will be there."
Zara’s eyes widened."Wait... the Pantheons? As in the actual gods? Hera—the one who blesses saints?"
Lilith nodded."Yes, those gods. But relax. You’re my wife now—and Grace’s. Your status isn’t any lower than a mid-tier deity."
Zara gave a wry smile, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear."You’re joking, right? I don’t have divine powers. Aren’t gods supposed to summon lightning and tear the sky open?"
Lilith’s smile faded into a frown."So what?" she said sharply. "You’re already a high-level vampire. Once you master blood control, you’ll be able to overpower most of them. What’s the big deal?"
Zara looked unconvinced, but Lilith pressed on, her voice firm."This territory is enchanted to suppress power. You’re not feeling your true strength here."
She sat up and reached out, gripping Zara’s arm. Her tone grew serious.
"These arms could crush mountains, Zara. Outside this suppression field, you’d feel it instantly."
Zara blinked, stunned."Suppression field? I didn’t notice anything."
Lilith chuckled softly and lay back down, resting her head lazily on the pillow."Of course not. It’s a high-deity-level enchantnt—subtle but effective. Keeps even the strongest beings in check without them realizing."
She waved a hand toward the bathroom."Now go shower. The gods won’t wait forever."
After the Shower
Zara stepped out of the bathroom with a towel over her shoulders, drying her hair. As she entered the room, she froze mid-step.
Lilith was now sitting casually on the edge of the bed—next to a short girl with sharp eyes and a confident smirk.
"But she was cool," the girl said, arms crossed.
Lilith nodded, smiling."Yeah, she is. But don’t get ahead of yourself—she’s my wife, and she loves ."
The short girl scoffed playfully."So what? She’ll love too."
Lilith’s smile twitched."And what makes you so sure?"
The girl jabbed a thumb toward herself proudly."Because she’s also my wife now."
Zara stood frozen, towel slipping slightly from her shoulder."W-what...?"
Lilith turned to Zara, then leaned close to whisper into the other girl’s ear."Grace, even though I hate sharing... now that you’re her wife too, we need to make sure she doesn’t look at anyone else."
Grace nodded seriously, resting a hand under her chin in mock contemplation."Yeah, you’re right. I didn’t think of that."
Zara’s mouth fell open.Why do they think I’d be looking at soone else?!
"Alright, let’s go. Dad’s waiting in the castle," Grace said, standing and walking toward Zara. Without warning, she grabbed Zara’s arm.
Zara flinched."Ah—Grace, could you not hold so tightly, please?"
She could feel the softness of Grace’s chest pressing against her arm. Grace only chuckled.
"Nope. You’re my wife now—and you beat in a duel. That ans I get to hold you like this." She tightened her grip, pulling Zara’s arm deeper between her breasts.
Zara’s face turned crimson.
Lilith huffed from behind and imdiately got up, grabbing Zara’s other arm and pressing it against her own chest.
"Then I’m holding her too. Equal rights."
Zara stood in the middle, face red, completely at the rcy of her two possessive vampire wives.
The mont they started dragging Zara toward the door, she dug her heels in and jumped back with a flustered shout.
"A-At least let put on clothes first!" she cried, scrambling away.
Without waiting for a response, she bolted toward the changing room and slamd the door shut behind her.
Lilith blinked in surprise, then let out a laugh. She tried to casually rest her arm on Grace’s shoulder—but misjudged the height and nearly toppled over.
Grace turned with a raised brow, watching Lilith wobble awkwardly.
"...Why are you bending like that?" she asked suspiciously.
Lilith straightened up with a smug grin."No reason. Just trying to see how short my little sister really is."
She turned her head away with a teasing smirk.
A visible vein twitched on Grace’s forehead. She imdiately stood on her toes, puffing herself up to seem taller.
"What did you just say? You little troublemaker! I’m shocked you’ve gone this long without causing chaos!"
Lilith turned to her, feigning innocence."Whaaat? I’m being good lately. You should be proud."
Grace scowled, clearly unconvinced.
After a few minutes, Zara stepped out of the changing room, now dressed in a fitted black shirt and matching pants. Her silver and red hair was tied back in a sleek ponytail, swaying as she walked.
The mont Lilith and Grace saw her, they rushed over and latched onto her arms again, each clinging possessively.
"You’re not getting away this ti," Grace grinned, tightening her grip.
"Definitely not," Lilith added with a smug smile.
Dragging her along, they stepped outside where Nyssa and Seris were already deep in conversation beside Lucien. Behind them, their daughters stood in an orderly line, watching the trio approach.
Lucien turned his head at the sound of footsteps—only to freeze when he saw Grace holding onto Zara’s arm with such familiarity. His jaw tensed.
He glanced toward Nyssa.
Nyssa caught his look and smirked. "Well, Grace lost the duel... So now she’s Zara’s wife."
Lucien let out a low growl, clearly displeased, and turned his head away.
Seris, who had just learned the news from Nyssa, chuckled. "Let’s get going."
Without another word, Lucien turned his back. With a soft rustle of magic, large black wings unfurled from his back. Nyssa and Seris followed suit, their own majestic wings spreading wide before they took to the skies behind him.
Zara’s eyes widened as she watched them lift into the air. She turned toward Lilith in awe. "I... how much don’t I know about vampires?"
Lilith smirked, a glint in her eyes. "Plenty. But you’ll catch up. For starters, you can fly too—if you just will it."
As she spoke, a pair of elegant wings erged from Lilith’s back, shimring with faint red light.
Zara raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical. "Fly by willing it?"
Lilith nodded. "Try it. Just focus."
Zara took a breath and closed her eyes, concentrating. A tingling sensation ran down her back—and then, with a sudden rush of energy, a pair of sleek wings burst out behind her, unfurling with a soft whoosh.
Her balance shifted, and she staggered in surprise—only to be caught and steadied by Lilith and Grace, each holding one of her arms.
"Whoa!" Zara gasped.
"Relax," Grace said, her voice calm. "We’ve got you."
With their support, they took off into the sky, Zara’s wings beating clumsily at first, then gradually stabilizing.
As they ascended toward the summit eting with the gods, the wind rushing past them,
After hours of flying, Zara’s gaze finally settled on a massive silhouette in the distance. As they drew closer, her eyes widened.
An enormous, obsidian castle rose from the rocky peaks like a throne carved into the mountains themselves. Crimson banners fluttered from towering spires, and armored vampires soared through the air around it, patrolling with rigid precision. The entire structure pulsed with ancient, arcane power.
Lilith flew beside her, the wind tugging at her hair as she gestured toward the fortress."This is Father and Mother’s ho," she said with a faint smile. "It’s also where the portal to the eting lies."
Zara nodded slowly, still absorbing the sheer scale of the place. Compared to the clan territories she’d seen so far, this was on another level entirely.
As they landed in the courtyard, Lucien wasted no ti. With a simple nod to the guards, he turned and led them through the great doors of the castle. The interior was dimly lit by glowing red crystals embedded in the walls. Their light cast flickering shadows across the black stone floor as their footsteps echoed in the silence.
They descended deeper and deeper—down wide, spiraling staircases and through thick, rune-carved doors.
Finally, they entered the basent.
The air buzzed with raw energy.
Before them stood a colossal archway etched with ancient sigils, and from within it pulsed a swirling red portal, glowing like molten lava suspended in midair.
Zara stared, instinctively stepping closer, her eyes wide.
"This is it," Lucien said, his voice deep and heavy with authority. "The path to the summit... to the gods."
Lilith ca to Zara’s side, gently taking her hand. "Don’t worry," she whispered. "You’re not facing them alone."
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