Chapter thirteen

Dregen’s P.O.V

I hated it when uninvited guests showed up at my door, especially when they were vampires. But not just any vampires, oh no. They had to be the ones who looked down on me for being a hybrid, a half-breed. The ones who thought they were superior because they had pure blood running through their veins. The ones who called themselves the Council.

One of them was standing in front of me right now, in my study, with a smug grin on his face. His name was Mane, and he was one of the most arrogant and annoying vampires I had ever met.

I could feel my fangs sharpening as Mane's voice echoed through the walls of my study. He was never a welcome visitor, but his presence was particularly irksome today.

"What brings you here, Mane?" I asked coolly, my eyes narrowing at the sight of him lazily running his hand through his dark hair, which meant he was getting too comfortable.

Mane's lips twisted into a sly smile, and I felt the anger simmering inside me grow stronger.

"I hear y