Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 104: She is Rich

In the underground parking lot beside Imperial Haven, Knight Dimitry Petrov approached the young noble vampire who was still recovering from his earlier ordeal. Without a word, Dimitry handed him a small green juice pack. Though it looked like an ordinary drink box to the untrained eye, the pack contained something far more potent... specially refined human blood infused with healing herbs.

The young vampire, Roman Ivanov, accepted the pack with a grateful nod. He tore open the packaging and inserted the straw, then eagerly drank its contents. As the liquid slid down his throat, a warm surge of power spread through his body. The paleness in his face vanished almost instantly, and the visible injuries from his previous confrontation began healing at a rapid pace.

Vampires, as always, relied on blood as their primary food. But in the modern world, they no longer needed to drink it directly from human beings. Advances in biotechnology had revolutionized their dietary habits. Specialized companies now sourced the most potent human blood samples... usually from individuals with rare genetic markers or exceptional vitality, and cloned those samples in vast quantities. The cloned blood, once processed and enhanced with medicinal herbs, was sealed in containers indistinguishable from standard juice packs on the outside.

To the average human, these packs would seem harmless, even if accidentally consumed. The scent, taste, and consistency were altered to mimic fruit juice. But to vampires, each coloured pack served a specific purpose.

Green packs, like the one Roman had just consumed, were designed for rapid recovery and regeneration. Red packs helped suppress bloodlust. Yellow, pink, and white packs were commonly used for daily nourishment. However, these packs were not available in ordinary retail stores. Only vampire-operated shops, clubs, and gas stations were authorized to distribute them. Most clans maintained direct supply contracts with the manufacturers to ensure their stock never ran out.

Roman stood up with renewed energy, bowed slightly, and said, "Thank you, Sir Petrov. Thank you for saving my life."

Dimitry’s mouth twitched slightly. The young man had misunderstood the situation completely. He was never truly at risk of dying. All Dimitry had done was step in to stop him from receiving a much-deserved beating. But the sheer intensity of Eleanor Raynor’s killing intent must have convinced the boy otherwise.

Still, Dimitry chose not to correct him. Let him believe that, he thought. It’ll serve as a much-needed wake-up call. Maybe next time, he’ll learn to think before acting.

"It was no trouble," Dimitry said coolly. "How could I let a werewolf intrude on our turf and harm one of our own? But you were lucky. If my lord hadn’t instructed me to keep an eye on that girl, I wouldn’t have been there in time."

should have stayed back and observed. That was a one-on-one duel... a test of strength and discipline, not an open brawl. By interfering, you not only risked your life but disgraced your clan. My lord will

head in shame. His ears turned red, and he

you fail to understand the rules of supernatural combat. Death is not the goal unless explicitly declared. Injuries, even severe ones, are expected. Your subordinates were in no mortal danger. And now, to make matters worse, you were overpowered by a werewolf who hasn’t

stunned. "S-she’s

"Indeed. And still,

didn’t read the rules of the supernatural world or

Petrov. I should return for more training. It was embarrassing to lose like that to a

asked, "By the way, she didn’t display

and replied, "She’s

misheard and blurted out,

As for her clan... no one knows much. What we do know is...

exclaimed, "The Raynor

"Yes. That was Eleanor Elizabeth Raynor, the Young Miss of the Raynor Clan... heir to one of the most powerful and wealthiest clans in the supernatural world. Future head of her clan and a soon-to-be member of the Werewolf Council. Why do you think the Lord asked me to follow her and why I showed her so much respect,

overwhelmed. The revelation

much your organization has suffered today. I’m leaving for now. Make

area, he confirmed that Eleanor and her team had already departed.

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