Vampire Lord's Demonic Wives

Chapter 81 Strange Hand

Zoravec walked hurriedly throughout the corridor, and headed out of the school in a jiffy. William knew he was hiding a lot of things from him and the people around him. But the only thing which concerned and intrigued him was his powers. The cop knew something which perhaps was not in Zoravec' knowledge. And it made him appear even more dangerous than he already was.

'I have to hurry up and pay a visit to Kate. Gosh, I never knew I would meet her again so soon.'

Zoravec took bigger steps as he went ahead towards the exit of the school. He knew that William would definitely go and testify to his words from Kate. In that case he was required to approach her first and ensure that she would not say anything else.

The other students were walking out of the school when he bumped into someone at the entrance of the ground. Zoravec did not really bother to look twice at the person because his mind was clouded by something else.

"I'm sorry. I was in a hurry…I am sorry."

He immediately excused himself and apologised as he rushed towards the gate.

Devi on the other hand was somewhere away from the whole scene. Whereas Hecate had already baked a small sized cake and made some pasta. She visited Kate out of nowhere as both of the ladies had already met by that time. William had stalled Zoravec a lot, it provided Hecate a reasonable amount of time to ensure that she could fulfil her plan.

She successfully persuaded Kate to visit them that particular night at her place. Hecate offered her a nice and tasty dinner and stayed at Kate's house to make it believable. Whereas Kate had no clue why Hecate would come to visit her out of the blue. But she did not bother to ponder upon it because her wishes were about to come true.

Back there outside the school, Zoravec was sure that he had to hurry up and meet Kate. He stormed out of the main gate without even bidding the guard goodbye. However, as soon as he headed towards the nearby bus station, there was only one thing on his mind. In his run Zoravec totally neglected his surroundings.

Only if he knew that there were people who had been keeping an eye on him. William had sent his personal spy after Zoravec, he sure had something to do with him. The cop could take a potential guess about his powers and his capabilities. It made him curious regarding the demonstration which was why he sent a trained person behind him.

William intended to know more about his powers and for that purpose he entrusted the spy for the task. He was sure that either way Zoravec would end up disclosing his identity. William had a strong hunch that Zoravec was not what he had been showing to the world. And now after tasting Lyra's blood he was certain that Zoravec was involved in her murder.

But despite all the obvious evidence William did not arrest Zoravec. However, there was an utter lack of solid proof to be found yet. Because he could not put Zoravec behind the bars on the basis of just a few drops of blood. William was fully aware that if he worked on that plan then he could also get suspended.

Zoravec was running in his own reverie with his pace a bit faster. Whereas the spy sent by William followed Zoravec as a shadow. He was a trained commando of dhampir class B and a junior working for William. And it would have been a shame for him if Zoravec could sense his presence.

The spy was consistently keeping an eye on him as Zoravec boarded the bus. He had to ensure that Zoravec would not slip away from his sight for even a bit. Even if it meant to watch him going anywhere with anyone. Nonetheless, Zoravec descended the bus and rushed towards the lane of his house.

'Why do I feel like somebody has been watching me? It is like a gut feeling.'

Zoravec stopped walking on the pavement and tried to enhance his senses. He closed his eyes and intended to focus on the sounds around him. Numerous voices hit his ears as he tried to pick a particular voice which was supposed to be strange.

'Come on, come on. Any strange or odd voices?'

He muddled to himself while picking up different types of voices. Chattering of people, horns, footsteps sound, sneezing, coughing, whispering, juggling of corn from the vendor, chain of cycles, engine of bikes, opening of zips of bags. It did not take him longer to even unconsciously focus on the breathing of other people.

The whole concentration shifted dramatically from breathing patterns towards the blood gushing in the people's veins. He could not spot anything which could be regarded as suspicious or odd. Because according to Zoravec the stalker must react  something differently to his little observation session. It should alert him and in that matter he should act a bit reflexively strange.

But perhaps Zoravec had no clue that the person was not a human and not even an ordinary dhampir. How could Zoravec possibly sense the spy and his movements that easily? No matter how strong Zoravec was, his abilities did not provide him the strength to figure out such things. He was standing in front of a wooden fence of a house and supported himself along with it.

,m His back was tucked against the wall, while Zoravec stood there with his eyes closed. His smelling sense grew strong as Zoravec shifted his focus from hearing towards smell. It was easy for him to spot a dhampir or a vampire due to his peculiar blood and powers. However, the case was invalid from the other side. Since Zoravec had no scent or bloodline nobody could really smell him or guess his status in the society.

'Why can I sense anything? It is impossible that I am unable to smell ant dhampir or a vampire. It can't be a human. Right? A mere human can't pull such a thing without getting caught easily.'

Zoravec was certain in his speculations and the accuracy of his thoughts. After all, staying with Devi had taught him a lot of things which included such basics too.

Well, not to forget that he could sense such things all by himself too. But for some reason Zoravec was unable to track the spy. Meanwhile he was engrossed in finding the clues, somebody interrupted him when a hand touched his shoulder.

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