The Accidental Vampire

Razil arrived, landing between Atlas and the others. There was not a single shred of concern visible on his face, despite supposedly standing before a Progenitor. He wasn't in his wolf form, yet a powerful aura surrounded him.

The aura... It was so majestic that it was like a mountain pushing down on the surroundings. Even Atlas felt the impact of some of that aura.

"Progenitor Castiel, also known as the Lone Wolf who didn't hesitate even when going against the other Progenitors... You have finally returned." The King glared deep into the eyes of Atlas.

There was nothing for him to worry about since he knew that a Progenitor couldn't compel him because of his Royal Werewolf Bloodline. Moreover, when it came to speed, even then, he wasn't too far behind.

Despite there only being a few meters of gap between the two powerhouses, Razil believed he was completely safe, even if Atlas attacked.

That was also why he wasn't even in his werewolf form, which was supposedly his stronger form.

"Castiel, you've lived for over millennia, yet you never dared to target the Werewolf Kingdom? Have you finally gotten bored of your freedom that you want us to imprison you like Atlan? If not, why come here?" Razil inquired. "Or are you here because you think you can free him? Because if that's the case, you should think twice."

Razil knew that Castiel didn't get along with Atlan, so the chances of him coming here to save Atlan were close to none, yet there was always that slim possibility. Why else would he be here?

"I am only here to take Lilith back. Return her to me." Atlas frowned.

He was standing before the Werewolf King, who was the strongest person in this world at the moment since most of the Progenitors were missing. Even Atlan was imprisoned, so only the Werewolf King was left, who was at the top of the hierarchy.

This was the most dangerous place for him to be. All their werewolves had fangs that could poison and weaken him enough for him to be captured. If he made a single mistake, he was going to end up in the cell right beside Atlan.

That's why he knew that he needed to be careful. He couldn't be too aggressive, yet he couldn't show his weak side either. He just needed to find the spot in between where he could get what he wanted without risking everything.

Moreover, by keeping the Werewolf King and everyone else there, he also believed that he was giving Lancaster an opportunity to retreat safely.

"You know what I'm here for. Don't play naive. You're too young to play naive before me." Atlas said, sounding like an old man. "Even your ancestors didn't stand in my way. That's why I never bothered the Kingdom of Wolves. Even they didn't dare to kidnap Lilith. Razil, I promise you one thing here."

"If you don't return Lilith to me, you can't even imagine the outcome. Don't put your people's lives on the line for your arrogance! Give Lilith back, and I'll leave!"

"Lilith?" Razil tilted his head to the right, staring at Atlas in confusion. "What are you talking about?"

He couldn't understand a single thing. It was the first time he had even heard about Lilith in the last few decades. How could he have her?

"Why are you asking me to return her? Why would I have her?"

"As I said before, don't act naive. Lilith was last sensed in your city this morning before she disappeared. She is in your castle now, and you say that you don't know anything about her?"

"She is in my castle?" Razil grew even more confused. Did this guy have some misunderstanding?

Even though Razil didn't like Vampires, he didn't hate them enough to put his men's lives in danger. The only reason his family even captured Atlan was because he was a risk to the people and kept killing people. Unlike him, the other three Progenitors had long disappeared.

Moreover, he had never heard about Castiel committing any such crimes. In fact, there was a time when he was even friends with the Kingdom of Wolves, so if this was really a misunderstanding, he didn't want to fight Castiel.

"Wait a minute..." He remembered seeing something strange before. Just this morning, he had seen Zhang bringing back an unconscious girl. Could she be...?

"Can you describe what Lilith looked like?" he asked just to be sure. "And what was she wearing? Even though I had no hand in her disappearance, I might have some idea where she is."

If this was really a misunderstanding, the solution was simple. Returning Lilith was enough. Moreover, if Lilith was kidnapped from their Empire by their guest, then it was certainly their fault as well.

Atlas described Lilith, and what she was wearing the last he saw her.

Hearing the description, Razil understood what had happened. "So that's what happened. I understand now.."

"As I told you before, this seems to be a misunderstanding. You aren't here to free Atlan, so I misunderstood you. Moreover, I didn't kidnap or hurt Lilith, so you misunderstood me. There is only one person behind this misunderstanding—Zhang."

"Zhang?"

"He is from the Franc Clan and a guest at the Palace for a day. If someone took Lilith, it must be him. I did see her bringing a girl that you described before. I just thought it was a random girl, but it was Lilith, it seems. I'll bring her back."

"Hmm? Why hasn't the fighting started yet?" A cold voice came from the distance. "I expected the battle to be raging on. I was about to arrive as a knight in shining Armor. Why is everything so silent here? Did you already capture him?"

The crowd of Wolves moved aside, clearing a path. Razil noticed Zhang in the distance, coming toward him. There was a young lady's neck in his hands who was bleeding.

"This..." Seeing Lilith like this, Razil couldn't believe it. Just as he had promised to bring Lilith back safely, this happened?

Just what did Zhang do to her in the last few hours? It was like torture. Fortunately, she is still breathing.

Lilith gazed at Atlas in the distance with her blood-red eyes, feeling relieved that he was safe. However, Atlas was broken to see Lilith like this.

This feeling... This hate... This rage engulfed him completely.

Zhang appeared like Carlisle, who was grabbing onto the bleeding Misella. It was a repeat of what happened before.

The rage was so much that Atlas lost his senses momentarily as he ran to Zhang.