The Omega Villain Is Pregnant With The Alpha Protagonist's Twins[Long Ver]

Chapter-9: Vampires Do Exist, Must Be Descendants Of Vrykolakas

There was a humongous room furnished with antique pieces. One was more precious than the other. There were invaluable heirlooms, irreplaceable treasures and some were even relics of ancient history.

No, it wasn't a museum.

But was the office chamber of the head of the Verena family —one of the three indomitable households in Sigor.

The other two were the mighty Ender family and the most puissant of all holding the crown for ages was the Lowell family reputed to be running the underworld controlling the entire Coldbourne nation at their fingertips whose only heir was the carefree Irwin.

The only daughter of Grandpa Esmeray, Aynur fell in love with Ivalo Lowell, the king of the underworld which was quite a sensational love story back then that has been still a gossip over an evening tea to date.

Anyways, back to Verena's office, too bad it was tenebrous inside to distinctly capture the essence of those priceless artifacts.

The long windows were draped by silky heather gray curtains. Maybe due to the slight wind a tiny portion of the curtain at the corner was moved to the side a little letting in some molecules of sun rays which allowed the nervous man in the black suit who entered the room to catch a glimpse of the Verena family head's refined silhouette.

That man felt chilled to the bone in his presence. He gulped his saliva and opened his mouth while trying to control his trembling body.

"Sir, according to our informant, Arik Esmeray and Maven Lucian are in town. They must be here to investigate-" 

The man stopped explaining and was frozen in feet seeing the crimson glint directed at him. 

Till now he was afraid just at the aura of that person but at the moment sensing the suffocating pheromones resembling the bitter chill of the winter, at first hand made him kneel on the spot.

Blood oozed out of his nostrils, he wiped it away in an instant. He thought it was going to be his last day when,

"Alpha..." A soothing yet diabolic voice that resembled a devil's whisper was heard from the back.

The man was terrified as he stared back,

>>>When did she?

The man had no idea how the woman in an opulent black cut-out maxi dress was sitting on the couch cross-legged holding the cup of tea with her long slender fingers which had pointy almond nails painted in blood red got inside the closed room.

She took a sip and placed it on the table gracefully though her scrunched nose showed her dissatisfaction with the liquid tasting on her tongue. 

When she lifted her chin giving her full attention to the head of Verena behind the fearful man, her naturally thick long curly eyelashes fluttered open revealing her deathly eternal caramine irises.

The kneeling man saw the seventh hell then and there. He knew the woman... seeing her and meeting one's demise was almost one and the same thing.

"Morana, you are here," the old Alpha who looked like he was still in his early thirties with a fit physique smiled seeing her.

She stood up like a wave of water. The tuck-tuck of her heels screamed 'quietus' on her every step as she strode spreading the frost flowers in the air along her way.

Even so, the Alpha eyed her adoringly, his irises turned to the shade of mauve indicating an Alpha in love which could only be seen by the mates they marked and formed the mate bond with, and to the others, they looked normal.

[Betas in love - irises turn Lavender, Omegas in love - irises turn Lilac].

The woman's irresistible saunter made the old Alpha smirk even more. He took a quick glance at the kneeling man and ordered,