My Stepmom Is a Vampire
Copyright© 2025 by Vamp
Chapter 44: Traitor!
“Ow! Ow! Let me go!”
The pink-haired vampire struggled, heels scraping against the dirt road, but Seamus dragged her along like she weighed nothing.
“You’ll regret this! Don’t go inside that mansion!”
He sighed, barely listening. “Yeah, yeah...” His eyes stayed locked on the looming hill and the dark mansion above it.
The slum market buzzed around them, vendors yelling prices, prostitutes looming around trying to sell themselves, and drunks laughing. Nobody cared that he was hauling a vampire girl by her hoodie.
That was the thing about this place, people didn’t stick their noses where they didn’t belong. He kind of liked that.
“What’s your name again?” he asked, finally glancing down at her. “Feels weird calling you ‘hey’ or ‘pink vampire.’”
“ ... It’s Lulu,” she muttered, clearly out of breath. “And why the hell are you so strong? You’re just a human!”
“Can’t humans be strong?” he replied, voice flat. “You ever met a vampire hunter?”
She paused, frowning. “ ... Yeah. But you don’t look like one.”
“Lucky me.”
By the time they reached the iron gates, her hoodie was half-slipped off her shoulders. He yanked it tighter around her and shoved her gently but firmly against the bars. She flinched.
“You know this place,” Seamus said, staring her down. “Take me to Viviane, quietly. Do that, and I’ll let you go.”
Lulu hesitated. Something flickered in her eyes, it might be fear or even guilt. But she nodded slowly.
He didn’t question it. He didn’t have time. He had a mission, and that mission was Viviane.
Getting her back. Pulling her away from whatever twisted path she was on. And that wasn’t easy, not with how damn stubborn she could be.
They walked side by side through the gate and up the long stone path. Maids trimmed hedges, carried linens, polished brass railings, and completely ignored him.
He figured Lulu’s presence explained it. To them, he looked like just another guest she was escorting.
Lulu was quiet now. Too quiet.
At the entrance, Seamus froze. His sharpened senses picked up the muffled voices inside. His pulse jumped when he recognized Viviane’s. She sounded irritated, arguing with someone.
“If you ask for too much,” she snapped, “you’ll never get a drop of his blood!”
Seamus stiffened. ‘Blood?’
He leaned closer, straining to catch more, but the door swung open.
Lulu shoved it wide.
The room went silent. All eyes turned toward him. Viviane’s gaze landed on him last, sharp and unreadable.
Seamus’s chest tightened. He snapped his head toward Lulu, realization dawning.
“You fucking traitor.”
Her face crumpled. “I told you, you’d regret it! I warned you!” Panic lit her features, like she hadn’t wanted to do this at all.
And then poof. She was gone.
“Shit.”
Seamus’ eyes darted around the room, trying to take in every figure while the system in his head suddenly blared a warning.
[You are surrounded by hostile vampires. They will be marked as ‘enemies’ by the system.]
[To assist you, I will begin scanning... ]
[Scan complete: four unknown vampires detected, along with one harem member.]
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