Rebirth: The Strong Pregnant Lady

"So, Klaus, you must save the girl who carries your child." Elijah expressed his thoughts.

"Keep your child. Our family needs a new life, will you, Klaus?" The gentle brother was close to pleading.

Klaus bit hard on Elijah's neck and lowered his eyelashes. He seemed to be silent, and the light in his eyes was hard to see.

He grabbed Elijah's hand and opened it one finger after another. Finally, he slowly raised it up to his eyes.

Then, the two separated.

"No!" Klaus gave a crisp answer.

He refused his brother.

Elijah stopped in his tracks.

He hated them, hated everyone, including himself.

Klaus rejected without hesitation. On the other hand, White Dew began to descend into a deadly crisis.

Sophie controlled her movements. She could only watch as Sophie was besieged by a group of witches for the sake of her flesh.

"Jesus, Sophie, what the hell do you think?" Sabin and the other witch, Agnes, looked at her in surprise.

"Marcel and his vampires are out of control, so we have to do something about it."

"Is the solution to attracting more vampires?" More voices of opposition were heard, as the witches clearly didn't want to welcome the return of the ancestor vampire at all.

"Agnes, they are not ordinary vampires — they are ancestral vampires. They have absolute power." Sophie re-emphasized the importance of Klaus.

An immortal ancestor, just how much of a bargaining chip and power should he have?

Sabine winked at Agnes, then turned to Sophie. "What makes you think you can control that half-breed?"

Klaus, the most powerful and terrible ancestor vampire, the name of the devil, the great half-breed, who knew how terrible he was.

Sophie didn't answer immediately. She chose silence.

Bailu was also curious, and she didn't think Sophie looked uncertain. Her previous behavior, and the deep hatred she hid.

She remembered Sophie's desperate eyes the first time she had caught her.

Sophie said to her, I really wish you were alive, and the seed in your belly.

That expression was strangely cold and decisive.

She wanted to step forward and help Sophie, but for some reason she seemed to care instinctively about the witch named Sophie.

"No, she can't," Elijah said, suddenly appearing, breaking off the silence and the pressure, and White was relieved to catch his gaze. Elijah looked much more reliable than that Klaus, "and even I can't be sure that I can control it."

When Elijah told the truth, he was curious about Sophie's bargaining chip. "But now, you witches have made him angry... I have a question. What is preventing my brother from killing you and choosing to work with you? "

Sophie calmly walked to the side. With a wooden face, she took out a straw doll from the wall and removed the needle from its body.

Afterwards, she fiercely stabbed herself.

Blood suddenly spurted out of the palm of her hand, and the pain spread to her cranial nerves.

"Argh!" Damn it, what's going on? "It hurts!"

Sophie slightly raised her chin towards her, looking directly at her flesh, "White Dew, I'm very sorry... The magic that caused my sister to lose her life was not only confirming that you were pregnant, it also linked you with me. Therefore, anything that happens to me will happen to you. "

Sophie glanced at the shocked witches and White Dew, and immediately looked directly at Elijah. "That is to say, the lives of White Dew and the child are in my hands."

Elijah and Beru were both silent.

She was sure that Sophie wasn't a fool. It was obvious that she had done a thorough investigation before this. Klaus might not have cared about this child, but Elijah was different.

Elijah admitted that the child meant a great deal to him.

Sophie looked at White Dew, but her eyes were on Elijah. She added helplessly, "If I have to ensure your attention by hurting White Dew or worse, I'd be happy to."