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I said to him. The man gave out a loud yawn, drawing my attention to him. “Y’all are making me bored, and…” He couldn’t finish his sentence when he let out a loud scream, and my attention became drawn to Finn, who sunk his teeth into the man’s hand. “Werewolf venom is fatal to vampires. He remembered,” I said out loud with a small feeling of victory crossing my chest. He pushed Finn away at once, then fell to the ground, holding onto his hand. He tried to run, but crashed down. I rushed to Finn and pulled him toward me, throwing my arms around him.

I just kept running away from that vampire. I'm in the world of vampires. It's hard to believe but that man proved that vampire is real and I'm here in their world. I don't know how I got in here, all I know is that I stepped on a golden stone and it slowly turned into a hand. It grabbed my leg and then pulled me down. That's all I remembered.

The Vampyres, the fastest and stronger than one hundred humans in comparison. The word kept ringing in my skull, stirring half-forgotten tales told in shadows around dying fires. But it was Lowell’s face, grim, serious, stripped of the restless grin I remembered from our younger years that made my blood boil. I lifted my gaze slowly. “Where did you get this?”

However, it could’ve just been me imagining things. I walked toward the table. The Vampire had a nose piercing and looked still quite young, but the wisdom in his dark eyes told me otherwise. His hair was styled in spikes and his face had a dark, mischievous smirk. The hunter on the other hand was an old looking man with grey hair and a potbelly. He had piercing grey eyes and a look of tiredness on his face. As soon as I reached the table the vampire sniffed and beamed. "A Veneziano. To what do I owe this pleasure?"

He has fangs. I shiver and bite my lip at the idea of unintentionally ingesting human blood. It might be animal-derived, yet I am aware that creatures like him prepare freshly drawn blood from the host. A vampire. The man quietly laughed as he poured more tea into a cup and gently shook his head. "It felt like you were under someone's black magic; this tea would help you clear that evil energy away. This is not what you believe it is. An Azolla tea will help you regain your senses."

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 you've got a vessel," he said, his voice dripping with a hint of lust.

Lisanna said and held her Cassandra’s hand, but she just smiled at the poor witch. “This is my last question. Who was First?” Cassandra muttered. Instantly, Lisanna paled. “It was forbidden to mention his name,” Lisanna said. Cassandra couldn’t help but frown at her friend. “Oh, come on! That's ridiculous. Tell me his name, already,” Cassandra insisted. Lisanna nervously looked around her and leaned closer. She looked at Cassandra with her blue eyes and spoke. “Sebastian Alistair Blood. He is the vampire prince, or simply known as First.”

" Hmm, how con-fucking-venient that my voice returns just in time to call his damn name. 😒 I'm past embarrassed and more than wobbly. When he lifts me off of him. And stands me on my own feet. I held on to the counter in front of me. Crying, panting and shivering from his overwhelming orgasm and bite. My brain isn't foggy any longer. I can't even bring myself to look at him.. or them. I wish I could go hide under a fucking rock somewhere. I hear him licking his lips loudly. I'd guess he was cleaning me off of him. I can't tell because he's behind me. He clears his throat and speaks with such cockiness, "Ahem! Hello everyone, my name is Ivan Seto. And I am Manuel's Vampire." And in my periph

“Meta means out of, correct?” Jasper nodded, “Correct.” “Well, in this case, these meta-humans are vampires,” Ben continued. “They look human and have human traits but aren’t human in the sense that we think of a human. They are able to drain the magic from us through energy contact. The syphoning of energy through sex is one way and blood draining is another.” “Do you think that was what was happening to Lila and she, by happenstance, got pregnant?” Jasper asked.

Lauren asked, already nervous. I grabbed her arm to pull her back into the car. But then—Jayden’s wolf burst forward, sprinting toward the man. Lauren screamed. “Wolf! Wolf!” Before I could move, the man’s form shifted—inhumanly fast. A vampire. Jayden’s wolf collided with him, sinking its teeth into the vampire’s arm. “Shit,” the vampire hissed. “You’ve grown strong. I underestimated you.” The air around them changed—silent, deadly.