SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God novel Chapter 637

Chapter 637: What are you doing here?

The world steadied around Damon as he set the four women down. Or tried to. Aurora didn’t even give him the chance.

She launched herself at him like a missile, arms around his neck, wings flaring, eyes shimmering with divine outrage.

"Hubby!" she shrieked, shaking him like a rag doll. "You scared me! You disappeared! You didn’t answer! You didn’t send a message! You didn’t leave a note! I thought you died! You’re not allowed to die! Ever!"

Damon panted. "Can we go back home first and then have this talk?"

"No!" She pressed his face into her chest. Before he could pry her off, Lirae stepped forward, quiet, calm, trembling. She didn’t leap. She didn’t shout. She just placed both hands on his cheeks, forcing him to look directly at her, crimson eyes burning with emotion.

"You said you would be careful," she whispered. "You said I should trust you." Her lip quivered. "But then you disappeared for an entire day into the most dangerous place in the region without a single word."

Ellora too looked at him with various emotions swirling in her eyes. It looked as if she wanted to say something and do something, but all she could do was quietly bow. At the same time, she activated a teleportation rune for everyone to head back to the Blood Hall.

Damon thanked her wordlessly, and the vampiress blushed. He urged the group to get in first. Ellora and Lirae walked in obidiently. Alzara stared like a deer caught in headlights, but she too walked into the portal. Finally, Damon walked into the portal with Aurora still clinging to him like a baby koala.

The desert disappeared, and Blood Hall’s familiar black walls, carved with ancient vampiric runes, once again surrounded them.

Aurora lifted her head only when the portal closed behind them, black- golden eyes wide and still glossy with leftover tears. "You’re not allowed to scare me like that," she declared fiercely. "Ever again. I will put a divine leash on you. I’m not joking. I’ll do it."

Damon opened and closed his mouth speechlessly. "Shall we go to my private quarters and talk?"

Aurora puffed her cheeks, clearly wanting to continue clinging to Damon forever. But to his surprise, she loosened her grip just enough to let him move, though she remained latched to his arm like a possessive shadow.

Lirae walked beside him silently, her fingers brushing his sleeve now and then, as if confirming he was still there. Alzara followed stiffly behind them, still processing everything and wondering what the hell she was doing here.

Ellora also looked like she wanted to go with them, but she excused herself and went back to her duties. The group silently walked to Damon’s private wing.

Several crimson eyes were staring at them currently. Blood Hall looked busier than usual, and the vampire foot traffic had increased several times.

Vampires hurried back and forth with scrolls, relics, supply crates, messages, far more movement than Damon remembered seeing in days. Even the Elders were out, conversing in hushed tones, and low-ranking bloodlings scrambled around like panicked ants.

But every single one of them stopped the moment they spotted Damon. Or rather... Damon’s situation. A fallen angel glued to his one arm, a strange elven woman on the other, and another human being trailing behind like a confused hostage.

Naturally, Aurora was still the most eye-catching.

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