THE ALPHA KING'S CLAIM
“However, despite this, she had taken the oath to protect Phanteon. Could there be a possibility she didn’t know of this just like what happened in the past with that dead vampire?”
I groaned at the unwelcomed memory of the past. Roughly twenty years ago, a female vampire was found dead on the outskirts of Trevana, a town west of my manor. Since I was near, I personally attended on the matter. Two days old, skin, muscles and bones eaten by worms, and with a face that looked like dried plum — those were my first observations on the corpse once I saw it. The second were the bite marks on her neck, like a wolf’s, and scratch marks on her body which again looked like from a wolf’s.