My Vampire Harem Will Dominate Everything - Chapter 131

The Subtle Warrior
Gen reclined comfortably in the opulent living area of the mansion, her legs stretched out on the velvet couch. The room was a blend of elegance, with crystal chandeliers casting a soft glow over the marble floors and antique furniture.

Despite the grandeur surrounding her, Gen’s attention was firmly fixed on her phone. She chuckled softly as she scrolled through an endless stream of funny cat videos, their antics providing a rare moment of levity.

Gen knew that to most people, she was seen as a figure of formidable brutality and readiness, always poised for a fight. Her reputation was well-earned, built on countless encounters where her fierce determination, battle lust and combat skills were on full display.

Yet, beneath the surface of her warrior persona lay a different side. Gen knew the value of subtlety, of blending in and observing when the situation demanded it.

She understood that power didn’t always need to be overt, and that sometimes the most effective actions were those executed in the shadows.

As another cat video elicited a laugh, Gen imagined the face of her defeated opponents if they ever saw her giggling over cute cat videos. The thought brought another laugh.

At that moment, Red walked into the living room, her expression immediately darkening as she cast a look of disdain towards Gen. She met his gaze with a calm, unflinching demeanor. Even if one was in the next room, they would be able to feel the bubbling tension between them.

The opulent surroundings of the mansion’s living area seemed almost at odds with the brewing storm. The crystal chandeliers sparkled above, and the marble floors gleamed underfoot, but none of it held Red’s attention.

Gen had been playing the long game, meticulously laying the groundwork for what was about to happen. Deliberately antagonizing Red had been a calculated move, each encounter pushing her closer to the edge.

She knew her temper well, and she had skillfully manipulated it, feeding the fire of her resentment. Today was the day her plan would come to fruition.

With a sigh, Gen clicked off her phone, the laughter from cat videos replaced by the charged silence of the room. She stood up slowly, every movement deliberate.

Red’s eyes followed her, cautious. Gen’s warrior persona had always masked the strategic mind within her, one always ready to shift from subtlety to confrontation. It made things like this easier.

The time for subtle jabs was over. Now, it was time to make her move and watch the pieces fall into place. Gen took a deep breath, steeling herself for what she was about to do.

“Red,” she began, her voice uncharacteristically soft. Red looked at her, confusion and surprise flickering across her face. This was not the antagonistic Gen she had been expecting.

“I need to apologize,” Gen continued, her tone sincere. Red’s eyebrows furrowed, clearly taken aback by the unexpected turn of events. “When you first came here, I was hostile. I believed you had an agenda to steal Ezra from us.”

Red blinked, momentarily at a loss for words. The silence stretched as she processed Gen’s words, trying to reconcile them with the fierce, combative woman she thought she knew.

“I see now that I was wrong,” Gen admitted, her gaze steady. “I let my fears cloud my judgment. I was so focused on protecting what I thought was at risk that I didn’t see the truth. You’ve shown nothing but integrity. You’ve helped us even when you didn’t have to.”

Red finally found her voice, though it was shaky. “Gen, I… I didn’t expect this. I never intended to come between you and Ezra.”

“I know that now,” Gen replied, a hint of a smile touching her lips. “And I’m sorry for everything. Let’s start over.”

Red nodded slowly, still stunned but willing to accept the olive branch. The tension began to ease, replaced by the possibility of a new understanding.

Gen took a deep breath, her eyes meeting Red’s with an unusual mixture of determination and hesitation. “Red, I know I shouldn’t do this, but I need to ask a favor,” she said, her voice steady yet tinged with a hint of vulnerability.

Red’s eyes narrowed in suspicion, her guard immediately rising. “What kind of favor?” she asked cautiously.

Gen laughed, the sound light and genuine. “I deserve that look, don’t I?” she admitted, shaking her head. “I’ve given you every reason to be wary of me.”

Red’s expression softened slightly, but she remained guarded. “What do you need, Gen?”

Gen’s demeanor shifted to earnestness. “We need to secure an invite to the City Lord’s annual ball. You know the exact details of the crisis we are currently facing.”

“We need allies and we need a way to approach them. Getting into the Lord’s ball is a way to introduce ourselves into the society at large as a coven to keep an eye on. I know you have connections and could help us get in.”

Red blinked, surprised by the request. The annual ball was one of the most prestigious events for vampires in the city, and gaining entry was no small feat.

The ball was invitation only, handed out to respected covens. The Matten coven was too young to get an invite on their own.

Gen watched Red carefully. Red was their only chance at gaining entry. If she had been cordial with Red from the start, she knew that Red would ask for something big in return.

But now, as an opponent at her mercy, Red would do it out a hidden sense of superiority.

Some people often show magnanimity and generosity when they feel superior or when they have the upper hand in a situation. Gen knew that Red was one of those people, even if she didn’t show it in public.

By creating a dynamic where Red felt superior to her, she might be more inclined to grant a favor out of a sense of benevolence or to assert her status.

“Why should I help you?” she asked, her voice laced with skepticism. She raised an eyebrow at Gen. “After all, I don’t think we’re close enough for us to exchange favors.”

Gen sighed, her eyes earnest. “Because despite everything that has happened between us, I believe in second chances. I’m trying to make amends, to start over. And right now, we need your help.”

“Not just that. It’ll show everyone else that you can rise above personal differences for the greater good of the coven even if you are not an official member. It would also reinforce your status as someone who can help in times of need.”

Red studied Gen for a moment, weighing her words. Gen could see the hidden light of superiority in her eyes. She could hide it but Gen saw it plainly. She had survived her battles by knowing how to read people and Red was a puzzle that was clear to her.

Finally, Red nodded slowly. “Alright, I’ll see what I can do.”

Gen’s relief was palpable, a genuine smile spreading across her face. “Thank you, Red. It means more than you know.”

Mission accomplished. Now, she had secured the Matten coven an invite to the ball for free. They just had to take full advantage of this chance.