Nathanael - 612 years agoI open the door carefully, hearing his hits landing on leather. Stepping into my brother’s quarters, I walk through the arched rooms and descend a set of stairs to find him in his personal gym. I smile, watching him train by fighting a replica of our sworn enemy hanging from the ceiling. “Don’t you think you have abused the alpha king long enough? You will end up beating him to a pulp,” I joke, and my brother stops throwing punches, hugging the training doll with an exhausted smile. “There is never enough for that bastard, Naynay,” he retorts playfully. I can see that he is totally emaciated, and I actually fear that he will fall unconscious at any moment. He doesn’t look like he drank enough, his body looking unhealthy and awfully pale, even for a vampire. He must have renounced several invitations to the blood parties to be able to train more. His muscles shine through his paper-thin-looking skin, dark strings tainting his frame. As he looks at me wi
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