My Heat and the Three Alpha Vampires
"Undead beings resurrected without a soul. Powered by the dark current of necromancy."
Nothing he said made any sense. All my life, hunters had been taught one thing: to fight for our right to exist in this world.
The population of Alphas had mostly gone rogue under the reign of treacherous ones who lived at the ends of the world, said to be the very ones who corrupted others into preying on different genders, most especially omegas.
And for that, we had to protect ourselves.
But this? This was beyond sinister.
"Brother!" Cyrus called out to Xander, who glanced at me once before leaving. Though he remained a stranger, my hand stretched out to grab him.