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Stomped on, stepped on, fallen over, I cover my head with my arms to protect myself. A cry goes up. I lift my head to glimpse a new hell through a stampede of feet. Vampires are swarming inside from broad daylight. Stomach sick, I crawl my way to a wooden beam and crouch behind it, peering desperately through carnage for the kids. They’re nowhere in sight, and I say a silent prayer that they got out in time with the Elders’ help, and then scan for Kadeem. He’s taking down a vampire when one of Bob’s wolves attacks from behind, jumping onto his back. He spins around and they lock into battle. Lying in a heap nearby is Bob’s lifeless body, trampled in the battle he began. Then a jolt hits me.

I was about to stand to see clearly how the fight was going on when someone suddenly grabbed me from the back. "Got you," said the baritone voice as I felt a strong arm around my shoulders, holding me captive. I froze in fear. A man. A vampire. He must be with the long-haired woman!

I immediately approached the man. "Is that true what you said earlier?" I asked vehemently. "Hah? Who are you?" asked the man confused. Hayley immediately approached us. She pulled me back a little."He's my acquaintance, Leo. So Mr. Eriksen, is it true about what you said earlier?”Hayley asked the man. “Yes, if I'm not mistaken they found an injured female vampire. They chased until a castle that turned out to be a den of vampires." "When did they attack the vampire?" I asked carefully.

Who did you see? Nabi: Yes! Tell us! (angry GIF) Me: The vampire Corvin, he asked me to go naked in front of him. When I refused, the son of a bitch bit me. Nabi: (jumping GIF) Tamara: Hold, you’re moving too fast. So metaphorically, you saw a vampire? Me: This is not metaphor! He is a vampire! Nabi: (dancing GIF) Yumeko: Stop spamming us with GIFs, you drunk bitch! @nabi

It was a maid, she was trembling as she stared at the Alpha's body. “Y-you… You… Killed the Alpha. Y-you murdered Alpha Cassius…” She stuttered, trying to string her words together, her fingers trembling as she pointed at me. “Shut up or else I'll send you to go join him,” I interrupted her coldly, my eyebrows slightly raised and my whole demeanor screamed of blood. I heard footsteps rushing up the stairs, the maid had alerted them when she shouted. I would've stayed to fend them off given my power as the Vampire Queen but I was just an ordinary omega right now, a blood slave, with no power at all so I chose the easiest way out.

The vein in her neck fluttered like a whisper, and my thirst exploded. I didn't want to hurt her. But I did. "I should've left," I muttered, pressing the heels of my palms against my eyes. The fire within my throat had been roaring for days. My body was breaking down, and my mind was going mad. Vampires could go without feeding for a time, but not when they're surrounded by temptation. Not when the very girl you're trying to protect keeps walking into your arms, looking at you with that soft innocence that makes you forget you're anything but a monster.

The victims' terror was palpable even through the poor video quality. "Identification on the vampire?" Anya asked, her tactical mind engaging despite the churning in her stomach. "Not confirmed, but likely one of Konstantin's younger get. Recently turned, possibly not in full control yet." Dimitri's fingers flew across keys, accessing supernatural intelligence networks. "Konstantin's claiming it was self-defense—the humans attacked first with silver weapons. But that's not showing on the footage." "Edited?" Nikolai suggested, appearing fully dressed and ready despite having been asleep moments ago.

I was truly fucked. He took another step closer. His jaws were clenched like he was straining hard against something but losing the battle terribly. In a split second, he appeared directly in front of me and gripped my hand, holding up my palm between us. Oh goodness. I didn't get another chance at life only to be drained by a handsome vampire. Somebody save me! I tried again.

It was a photo of her, looking weak and frail, nestled in a man's arms. His face was deliberately out of frame, but the tattoo visible just above his wrist made my heart stop. An ancient vampire sigil. Identical to the one on my own wrist. Our matching tattoo. The caption read: *"So lucky my guardian angel is always there when I need him most."* I let out a cold laugh and dialed Alistair's number. The voice that answered wasn't his. “Oh, is that you, sister?” Isabella's voice was sickly sweet. “Alistair’s a little busy right now. He's comforting me after my… ordeal.”

"That man is the vampire.” "What!"