Okay, I know I'm not supposed to feel like I was in heat, but I couldn’t help it. Jason Nollan. The vampire king was hot. Big letter, super H.O.T.Am I stupid? Definitely.Anyway, call me Phia, or Phiagirl and I'm a shewolf, a hybrid who could wield magic, and here I was salivating over a vampire. Our natural enemy. How sick was that?I sighed and swallowed a lump as the vampire king with his dark scowl approached me with a predatory grace, as if he possessed not only my existence but also the very air I struggled to draw into my lungs.I leaned back against the cold, unforgiving wall, my wrists bound in shackles, yet a smirk lingered on my lips, a defiant spark in the face of danger as I looked at my ill-gotten copy of Homer laying on the floor and sighed as I gazed around the massive empty hallway.There he was. Imposing and powerful, and I couldn't get my eyes away from him. He was the vampire king. The most powerful of all nighters, and yes, I could sense him; I know he was there
The mere thought of teeth sent an instinctive rush of adrenaline through my body, setting my fingers tingling. Suddenly all I could think was, Get out of this cell NOW.Yeah, if I could.But my legs wouldn’t let me. I was just standing there. Shackled and frozen in place.When his power washed over me, not to hurt me but needing to connect, my skin buzzed with electricity. The hybrid predator inside me came alive, recognising its peer and its king. Every cell in me was infused with the thrill of the hunt, my hunger and misery forgotten.I sighed. Okay, I need to play nice; pretend that I’m not scared before I become his meal.“Took you long enough, Mr. kind sir,” I purred, the words slipping from my lips with a teasing edge, but in reality, I'm trembling. “I mean, King…?” I squeaked it out before the words caught in the back of my throat, and I quieted the urge to run screaming toward the exit even though there was no exit from this formidable place.He stepped over the dented iron do
“Sorry,” I murmured, sinking back down to the ground. “Just give me a moment, okay? I promise it was an accident. I—”Then, something dark and dangerous flickered in his eyes, a primal hunger lurking beneath the surface, accentuated by his long, thick lashes. The vampire parted his lips, revealing fangs that jutted out like Dracula’s in that old horror movie Diane and the girls had forced me to watch once.“Fuck,” I gasped, my eyes widening in shock.My heart raced, thundering in my ears as a surge of blind panic mixed with a dark rage coursed through my veins. I realised I had been utterly mistaken about his intentions; he wasn’t here to rescue me after all.Instead, he had come to drain me, to feast on my blood before my body began to decay in this cell. He wouldn’t let my lifeblood go to waste like that, not when it was so tempting.Was my blood really that irresistible that he would risk everything just to have a taste? I cursed my unfortunate luck when it came to men!I must have
I fought against the urge to lean closer, to breathe him in deeper, to taste the power coursing through his veins. I was a wolf, and wolves don’t prey on each other. But the struggle was becoming more difficult with each heartbeat as my body reacted to his presence in ways I couldn’t fully comprehend.“What are you waiting for?” Irritation dripped from his rich, cultured voice, each syllable a sharp jab. “Drink!”“Who do you think I am, vampire?” I hissed, fighting against the primal urge within me. I willed my fangs to retract, but they remained defiantly extended, a cruel reminder of my hunger, which was intensifying with every passing moment. My muscles cramped, a taut reminder of my desperate need.“A bit shy now?” he sneered, the amusement in his tone cutting deeper than any blade. “Considering how you used to be insatiable and drain everything in your path, this is quite the change.”I frowned at him, “Don’t pin all this shit on me like the others!”I struck a leg out toward him
His patience snapped.With a growl of frustration, the Vampire King cupped my cheeks with both hands, his grip bruising, forcing me to meet his gaze. The pressure was sharp and unbearable, making it impossible for me to take another swig from him. I growled in defiance, but my protest was swallowed by his unyielding strength. The fury in his eyes was scorching, and yet, beneath it, there was something darker—something that mirrored my own hunger.I glared up at him, my lips stained with his blood, my displeasure seething behind my narrowed eyes. The power surged through me, and for a moment, I considered fighting him, breaking free, and taking more—but the weight of his grip and the command in his gaze made me pause.As soon as he released my cheeks, he shoved me back, his muscles tense, as if barely containing his own urges. I stumbled, regaining my balance, but the shock had passed, and with it came a wave of shame that curled deep in my stomach. The high of the feeding ebbed away,
The fact gnawed at me, filling me with dread. My kind was rare, powerful, and unpredictable. I mean, since ancient times, I've been the first in this millennium. I heard a myth about hybrids—half vampire, half wolf—but it was just a myth from a very long time ago. There were people, creatures even, who would do unspeakable things to harness that power. But not him.No. I shook my head, trying to dispel the grotesque witches, forcing myself to focus. This vampire—this dangerous, vicious being standing before me—wouldn’t do that to me. He was lethal, no doubt about that, but he hadn’t betrayed me yet. I’d seen something in his eyes back when he found me, half-dead and surrounded by witches. They were about to slice me open like a lab rat, and he’d stormed in, unleashing hell and tearing them apart with raw, destructive power. His fury had been terrifying, but it hadn’t been directed at me. He’d saved me. He’d killed nearly all of them.I couldn’t forget that.“How did you get in?” I ask
“Will you stop thinking?” Jason purred. His unnatural eyes floated back to mine as I rolled my eyes at him.The vampire king sighed. “Stop thinking, woman!” He said as he opened the via while I blink at it, curiosity buzzing through me. “I can’t sit very straight, but I can be still,” I offer, trying to sound helpful. My body ached from the restraints, but still, I wasn’t in the mood for more scolding.He shot me a look, one that could freeze water in its tracks. “Don’t talk.”I nodded, my lips closed tightly to keep myself from asking whether he knewI was looking at his neck.I bit my lip to stop the retort that nearly slipped out, but it was hard. “I’m sorry that I distracted you,” I added quickly, unable to help myself. “But I have a mouth, and I love chatting. I’m a people person. I need to talk. I can't stop talking when I'm nervous. I…”“Just shut up!” Jason shook his head, his patience clearly wearing thin. With a sharp twist of his wrist, he opened the vial and carefully poure
With my renewed energy, provided by the vampire king’s blood, I shot to my feet. This time, I stood steady as a rock, a sense of strength humming through my bones. The expected vertigo didn’t hit. My vision was sharp, my senses heightened, and the dull ache in my limbs had vanished as though it had never existed.Adrenaline streamed through my veins, making me feel invincible. My heart pounded in sync with this newfound power, each beat echoing the surge of energy coursing through me. But I warned myself not to get ahead of things. That kind of arrogance could easily get me killed in this place, especially considering the dangers lurking beyond these walls.I jogged out of the cell, my legs steady, my breath even, and followed the vampire down the dim, shadowed corridor. His broad form moved with a grace that was almost unnatural, barely making a sound on the stone floor, but there was a tension in his shoulders that I didn’t miss. He was focused, his eyes scanning the darkness as tho