Ditched My Greedy Vampire for a Loyal Lycan King

I quickly settled the delivery time with the customer service agent. Just like vampires, Silver Moon Lycans survive on blood. They are classified as Blood Servants. After finalizing the details, I shut down my laptop and walked downstairs. Julian was lying on the sofa, scrolling through his phone. He looked incredibly pleased with himself. He seemed completely different from the raging monster who had been arguing with me just minutes ago. I stood on the stairs, watching him with mixed feelings. When Julian first came to my house, he was actually a gift from my dad. Back then, he was so young and raw. Despite his incredibly handsome face, he was clumsy and didn't even know how to bow properly. He was far from a qualified Blood Servant. But I liked him anyway, so I kept him. Over the past three years, Julian grew more confident. Every gesture of his carried the elegant grace of a high-level vampire. But I never expected that the Blood Servant I had nurtured with so much care and money would be snatched away by Mia. Julian sat on the leather sofa opposite me, legs crossed, his eyebrows furrowed deep. "Clara, I told you, I have to go out tonight. Stop making a scene." "I hasn't eaten all day. Pressuring me won't work." "I don't want that freezing blood from the cold storage. I want it fresh." In the past, whenever he threw a tantrum and refused to eat, I would desperately pamper and soothe him. But now, I felt like a complete clown. I picked up the premium blood bag he had despised, the one sitting on the table, and tossed it right into the trash can. This blood bag was extracted from the premium pure-blood vault, infused with mind-soothing potions. It cost ten thousand dollars a pop. I still remembered the first time I gave him one. He couldn't even bear to finish it all at once. He said it was the most luxurious, dream-like food he had ever tasted. Now that he had tasted the fresh blood from Mia's fingertips, he started complaining about my blood being stale. Seeing me stay silent, Julian's temper flared again. "What are you throwing a tantrum for now? Throwing away the blood bag—is that a threat?" "Clara, can you grow up for once?" "Mia is just a friend. She only gave me a drop of her blood because she pitied me. Do you really have to overreact like this?" Just then, Mia pushed the door open and walked in. She immediately sensed the tense tension between Julian and me, and her eyes welled up with tears instantly. "Clara, please don't blame Julian." "I... I just saw him drinking those cold blood bags every day. It broke my heart. I only wanted to help him." "It's my fault. I forgot he is your bonded Blood Servant. I shouldn't have given him my blood..." Julian immediately stood up, shielding Mia behind his back. "Clara, if you have a problem, take it out on me! Don't target Mia!" I leaned back in my chair, feeling nothing but pure annoyance. Mia was my roommate. Her family was poor. She only got into this elite academy through a special scholarship program. She always said I was lucky, born with a silver spoon in my mouth. A single blood bag I bought for Julian could cover her living expenses for an entire month. I used to pity her. I even helped her financially. And in return, she targeted my Blood Servant. I pulled out a suitcase and packed all of Julian's things into it. Julian’s face went pale. "What do you think you’re doing?" "Since you love her finger-blood so much, you can live with her from now on." "I’ve already contacted the Supernatural Containment Center. They’re coming to terminate our contract right now." Julian froze, and then his expression turned furious. "Clara, are you insane? You’re terminating our contract over such a petty thing?" "Do you have any idea how high my bloodline is? Do you know how much breach-of-contract fee you’ll have to pay?" I waved my phone in front of him. "I don't have to pay a single dime." "This is a return-and-exchange. I’ve already picked out a Silver Moon Lycan. He'll be delivered tonight."Julian looked at me in utter disbelief. "Clara, how have you fallen so low? You actually want to keep a crude, filthy beast that smells like trash?" I ignored him, focusing solely on packing. I threw Julian's designer clothes, his gear, and even his custom silver cutlery into the suitcase, dumping it right at his feet. He let out a cold, bitter laugh. "Fine, Clara. Don't regret this." Mia panicked beside him. "Clara, how can you do this to Julian?" "He's a Blood Servant with feelings, not some toy you can throw away!" "Every servant returned to the Containment Center has to go through re-education. How can you be so cruel?" I looked at Mia. "Since you care about him so much, why don't you sign him yourself?" Mia immediately started stuttering. The cost of maintaining a high-level Blood Servant was astronomical. With her current part-time wage, she could barely feed herself, let alone a vampire. "I... I don't have enough money to pay the transfer fee..." I kindly reminded her, "It doesn't cost much." "As his original owner, I’m waiving all my rights. You just need to sign a transfer sheet and pay a fifty-dollar processing fee. He’s yours." "Or is your 'true love' not even worth fifty bucks?" Julian turned to look at Mia, his eyes filled with hope. A flash of hesitation crossed Mia's eyes, but she bit her lip and pulled out her phone. "I'll sign! I will never let Julian suffer under you again!" Half an hour later, the Containment Center's armored transport truck pulled up downstairs. Several heavily armed guards pushed open the door, holding a heavy alloy chain. On the other end of the chain was a tall, powerfully built man. His messy silver-gray hair partially covered his eyes, and a heavy shock collar was locked tightly around his neck. The scent of blood mixed with the wild, dangerous aura of a beast filled the room. Julian immediately stepped back with Mia, covering his nose. "Clara, you really have no taste. You dare to bring this kind of mad dog into your house?" The guard handed the leash to me, his tone serious. "Miss Clara, this Silver Moon Lycan is extremely dangerous. His previous owner was severely mauled by him before sending him to us." "Are you absolutely sure you want to take him?" I walked straight up to the Lycan. He snapped his head up, revealing a pair of dark gold slit pupils. A low, threatening growl vibrated in his chest. At this close distance, I could feel his hot breath on my skin. He could attack me at any second. I reached out, my fingers resting on the heavy shock collar around his neck. Then, I typed in the unlock code. The heavy iron collar clattered to the floor. Everyone in the room gasped in terror. If such a terrifying beast lost his restraint, his wild rage would explode, and no one would be able to stop him. But he didn't move. The Lycan stood frozen, his dark gold eyes filled with confusion.I offered him my hand. "My name is Clara. From today on, I am your master." He took a hesitant step forward. His massive body crouched low before me, and his fluffy, silver-gray head rested gently in my palm. His soft hair tickled my hand. A deep, husky, and slightly raspy voice sounded: "Asher." That was his name. The guards stared with wide eyes, unable to believe that this SSS-class dangerous beast would submit so willingly. Julian's face turned incredibly ugly. He glared at Asher nuzzling my hand, his fists clenching hard. He let out a cold snort and grabbed Mia's hand. "What a show." "Let's go, Mia. Since she loves living with wild beasts, let her rot. " "When that dog loses his mind, don't expect me to save her." Mia leaned against Julian, unable to hide the smugness in her eyes. "Clara, Julian is mine now. I'll prove to you that real love doesn't need money." They took the two suitcases and left. I led Asher into the bathroom and pointed at the shower. "Do you know how to use this? There are clean clothes in the cabinet. Don't come out until you're clean." Asher nodded, his dark gold eyes locked onto me. Only after I closed the bathroom door did the sound of running water begin. Not long after, the door opened. Asher walked out wearing an oversized black T-shirt. Water droplets slid down his sharp jawline, dripping onto his collarbone. His physique was perfect—broad shoulders, a narrow waist, packed with lean muscle. But he was holding his stomach. At first, I thought he was sick, until I heard a loud, rumbling growl. I couldn't help but laugh. I ordered the house butler to fetch some raw beast meat from the freezer. The best ingredients only needed simple cooking. I sprinkled some salt and pepper and put it straight into the oven. Soon, the rich aroma of roasted meat filled the house. Asher's eyes were glued to the oven, his throat bobbing as he swallowed. I set the roasted meat in front of him and handed him a fork and knife. He didn't eat right away. Instead, he looked up at me. "For me?" "Eat up. In this house, you'll never go hungry." He lowered his head and started tearing into the meat. He ate like a wild animal, but I found it quite cute. At the same exact time, in Mia's rented apartment. Mia poured a cheap, five-dollar bag of synthetic pig blood into a glass and handed it to Julian. "Julian, sorry, but you'll have to drink this for now. Once I get my scholarship money next month, I'll buy you better ones." Julian brought the glass to his lips, but a rancid, metallic stench hit his nose immediately. He was used to drinking purified, custom-made blood infused with rare herbs. How could he stand this cheap stuff packed with preservatives? With just one sip, he rushed to the sink and started vomiting violently.Julian was throwing up everything, and Mia was frantically patting his back, her voice cracking with tears. "Julian, don't scare me! Is the blood bad? Should I give you a drop of mine?" As my former Blood Servant, he had never suffered like this. He shoved Mia away. "Enough!" "What can a single drop of blood do? It’s not even enough for a snack!" Mia looked incredibly hurt, clutching her skirt in silence. The next day at noon, in the academy’s public cafeteria. I sat with Asher by the window. On our table was a premium Wagyu ribeye steak and two glasses of fresh juice. Asher was quietly cutting the meat, placing the most perfect piece onto my plate. Just as I was about to eat, an annoying voice ruined my appetite. "Clara, you still have the nerve to eat here?" Julian stood by the table. His face was paler than usual, with dark circles under his eyes. He wasn't even wearing his school uniform today—just a wrinkled shirt that made him look completely miserable. Mia stood behind him, holding a bowl of free cafeteria potato soup, looking extremely embarrassed. "You cut off my credit card?" "I went to the blood bank this morning, and they told me my access was denied!" "Do you know I threw up all night? I don't even have the strength to walk today!" I picked up my fork, tasted a piece of meat, chewed slowly, and then spoke. "You are Mia's servant now. Why should I pay for you?" "If you don't like her cheap blood, complain to her. Why are you bothering me?" Julian slammed his hand on the table, furious. "Don't play dumb with me! You cut off my card and brought this beast here for a fancy meal just to trigger me, trying to force me to apologize, right?" He pointed at Asher, his eyes full of contempt. "Isn't it pathetic that you're using this filthy thing to make me jealous?" "Reactivate my card right now. Get me ten bags of custom blood, throw this dirty dog out, and maybe I'll forgive you." Asher slowly stood up, his massive frame completely casting a shadow over Julian. Julian instinctively took a step back. "What? You wanna fight?"The academy had strict rules. If any servant attacked a student in public, the owner's enrollment would be revoked, and the servant would be executed on the spot. A low growl vibrated in Asher's throat, his sharp claws starting to slide out. "Asher, sit down." Asher froze instantly. He looked at Julian, then turned back to look at me. His golden slit pupils were filled with anger, but he slowly pulled back his claws and sat back down next to me. Seeing this, Julian sneered. "What a well-trained dog." He leaned against the table, his tone arrogant. "Clara, I know what you're worried about." "The academy's Rift Trial is coming up. In the past, I was the one who carried you to get high scores." "Now that you've cancelled our contract, you won't even pass the first round with this brainless beast." "I'll give you one last chance. Give me that premium body armor you ordered last month, and I'll still team up with you for the trial." I genuinely couldn't understand how I had been so blind. How did I not realize Julian was such a garbage person before? But then I realized. It wasn't that I didn't see it. I just chose to ignore it. I used to make so many excuses for him, but I never asked him what I actually meant to him. "Julian, you seem to have misunderstood something." "We got high scores before because I spent a fortune on your gear, bought you high-grade stat-boosting potions, and equipped you with the best tactical analyzers." "You were just wearing my gear and following my instructions." I looked him up and down. "Look at you now. You can barely stand. How are you going to carry me?" Julian’s face turned red with embarrassment. Mia couldn't take it anymore. She stepped forward and grabbed Julian's arm. "Clara, how can you disrespect Julian’s hard work like that? He got hurt so many times protecting you, and now you talk about him like he's just a useless parasite!" "Whether he's useless or not, you'll find out soon enough." "But since you're so confident in his strength, I wish you two the top spot in the trial." I turned to Asher. "Done eating? Let's go." Asher immediately stood up, following me like a shadow. As we walked out of the cafeteria, I heard the sound of plates smashing behind us. Julian had flipped Mia’s bowl of cheap potato soup onto the floor, screaming, "I told you, I don't eat this garbage!" Mia's crying voice faded as we walked further away. I didn't even look back.