Arcadiawang

An ordinary high school girl, Anran, has her life changed forever by her grandmother's bizarre wishes. She steps into a mysterious town full of vampires and enters the Sacred Court Academy. On her first day, her classmate at the same table turns out to be His Royal Highness, the heir to a noble duke. But before she can get used to her new surroundings, fangs in the shadows can't wait to reach out to her.
 Attacks come out of nowhere and danger looms, but that's only the beginning of the nightmare. Since then, a succession of mysterious and fascinating vampire dudes have burst into her world, each with an unknown secret behind them, dragging her into a whirlwind of deep, unsettling mystery.
 When an ancient witch doctor's bloodline awakens within her, Anran realise that her own life is tied up in a shocking conspiracy. In the dangerous and seductive world of vampires, she searches for the truth while struggling with the complex emotions of the vampires. With love and hate, blood and tears intertwined, what will be the end of this interracial love and thrilling adventure?

Kiss of the Night: The Vampire's Covenant

"Hey! What's gotten into you?" Anran snapped, finally steadying herself after the sudden pull.

Richard replied nonchalantly, "I was just worried you might lose your balance. Thought I'd lend a hand."

His tone was casual, almost affectionate, and his words made it seem as though she was the one being unreasonable.

The way he said it instantly deflated Anran's irritation. She muttered, "Is that really how you help someone?"

"Well, my apologies. I guess I was a bit too hasty," Richard said.

Anran was left speechless. She couldn't detect even a hint of sincerity in his tone. If anything, he sounded almost smug. What exactly was there to be proud of?

Listening to their banter, the usually composed Lester was momentarily taken aback. His brow furrowed briefly before smoothing out, a hint of amusement flickering in his eyes as he listened to their exchange. By the end, a gentle smile tugged at his lips.

It seemed that during his absence, quite a few interesting things had happened.

However, Lester wasn't one to stay on the sidelines. He spoke up, "So then, Richard, what brings you here?"

Richard's smile deepened. "I was waiting for my little kitten."

The nickname made Anran cringe, especially in front of someone like Lester. But she knew better than to argue with someone as unpredictable as Richard.

Seeing Anran's disgruntled expression, Lester chuckled, his interest clearly piqued. It was obvious that the nickname was Richard's own invention.

Richard, unbothered, casually draped an arm over Anran's shoulder, adding with a hint of pride, "Don't you think Anran's personality is a lot like my big cat, Lester?"

Especially when she lashes out—it's uncanny.

Lester glanced at Anran, who was now silent, biting her lip in obvious frustration, and couldn't agree. But facing Richard, he simply smiled and shook his head lightly.

Meanwhile, Anran was trying to subtly shift away from Richard's grasp, while he, with a sly grin, kept his hand firmly on her shoulder. The whole scene struck Lester as oddly amusing.

"Seems like you two get along well," Lester remarked sincerely, though curiosity lingered in his tone.

"Of course. We're desk mates," Richard said, raising an eyebrow.

Desk mates? Anran rolled her eyes internally. She'd only been here for a few days, and even during that time, Richard had only showed up for two classes. How could he call himself her desk mate?

"By the way, you said you were waiting for me?" Anran asked, curious.

Richard turned to her with a radiant smile. "Of course. I just finished the task you gave me and rushed straight here."

His tone was dripping with familiarity, but it sent a shiver down Anran's spine. The whole situation felt bizarre and utterly unbelievable. This arrogant, overbearing Richard—was he really saying these things? When had she ever had the authority to assign him tasks?

Chapter 50: The Task I Gave You?