Vampire Lord's Demonic Wives

Zoravec had been listening to the conversations of his classmates with concentration. He knew that he would eventually find something which would help in figuring out the situation. But upon hearing what those three girls were talking, he wanted to let out a laugh.

Lyra was possessed by a ghost? Haha! He knew none of those rumours were true and it was all mere gossip. Zoravec was the witness of whatever happened back there and he was sure that Devi took care of everything.

It was obvious that she never took over Lyra's body because her kind did not possess dead bodies. That was a taboo and if somebody did that then they would have to face consequences. And nobody was aware what those consequences were.

Nonetheless, Zoravec was now sure that none of the girls knew anything authentic. But it also did not mean that nobody else was aware of the truth. Zoravec decided to stay there for some more time until the school management made an official announcement.

He was sure that the cops would not allow him to go back home immediately either. Nor did Zoravec intend to return so soon, it would make him appear as a suspect. Meanwhile they talked and Zoravec looked around the class as he usually did before too.

The chattering of the class soon stopped reaching his ears as he looked outside the window. Zoravec was putting the things into two and two, while muddling hard about whatever had happened till now.

'It seems nobody knows about pike or his death. Nobody is talking about him at all. Did the news not reach the school?'

That was the only conclusion he could draw from the situation. Because none of his classmates mentioned Pike or even hinted at his absence. It made Zoravec re-think about whatever Simon said.

He was sure that if the news was authentic then somebody would have talked about it. But since no one mentioned Pike or his death, Zoravec believed that Simon was lying to him about everything. Although, it was him who did not hear Simon fully and gave in to his rage.

'Was it really true that Pike is dead? But how come a mere punch can make him die?'

Zoravec looked out of the window as he began to shake his head afterwards. He knew that none of that happened because of him, but deep down there were still the chances that he was the trigger.

'No, no. How can it be? If he died on that very day then how did he make his last wish? Yes, he died afterwards and my punch was not the trigger for any of it. Let's say he died of excessive blood loss, then he should have been dead right after an hour of our fight.'

Zoravec was sure now that he had no contribution in Pike's death. Maybe a little bit but he was not the major reason. The speculations made him relieved that he had nothing to do with the matter. Nonetheless, he had to stay there for further clues.

Zoravec tucked his back with the chair and closed his eyes, he was bored immediately with the whole gossip thingy. However, he had to stay there for his own good. Zoravec behaved exactly how he had been treated ever since. His most classmates had groups and each of the groups was based on the power level they possessed.

Pike and Simon along with his other friends were the strongest of all the groups. They were the people who had some kind of affinity and were supposed to serve as dhampirs. As much as dhampirs were insulted and ridiculed by the noble vampires. They were feared and respected by ordinary humans.

The whole chattering continued and Zoravec was there with his eyes looking around. He had known by now that everyone in his class was a practical snake. They would bite each other regardless of friendship, if they were given the opportunity to have any kind of power. Of course, if you had power you would eventually snatch and gain money.

'Gosh, is Pike really dead? The fuck, why is nobody talking anything worth saying?'

Zoravec grew irritated upon listening to random bullshit which was based on the rumours they heard around. After all, nobody knew what actually happened actually but Zoravec was aware and could testify everything.

Zoravec grew impatient and wanted to find anything which could help him in any possible way. However, everyone seemed to be talking about Lyra only, I mean why not after all she was the most loved person. The whole class admired her for her exceptional grades and her beauty.

And exactly that was the reason which made Zoravec doubtful regarding why she would take interest in him. Nonetheless, he skimmed through his class and saw that the others were chattering and a few were using phones to call home. The off was supposed to be early that day due to the investigation.

"Why is Simon absent today? Didn't he come to school?"

A boy came towards the back benches and wrapped his arm around the girl who sat on the table. He inquired about Simon while bending as he placed a peck on the girl's lips. It was the moment when the other two girls who had been chatting earlier giggled. [From previous chapter]

Zoravec' senses immediately pricked upon hearing the name and began to focus on what they had been saying. He knew that particular chat would eventually benefit him and bless him with some chat.

One of the girls replied to the guy and they all wondered what was happening.

"No, I didn't see him today. Maybe he did not come to school either."

Her words made Zoravec think why nobody saw him that day. The four of them were a gang and everyone knew each other's whereabouts.

There was no way none of them saw Simon or knew about Pike's death. Everything became twisted at that moment, and it appeared that only Simon and Zoravec were aware of it. But if nobody saw Simon that day then did he come to only meet Zoravec specifically?

"It means if nobody saw Simon coming inside the premises then nobody can suspect me for ripping off his tongue. Right?"

He thought to himself and was sure now that when Simon entered the school he must have come through the back door.

It was not really an official back door but a way for the school gangs to bunk and sneak away. And most probably Simon came in the premises by jumping through that wall.