THE SCIENTIST

DAMON’S POV

I forgot how massive this castle was. I’ve been walking for a few minutes now and I still haven’t reached the underground dungeon where we keep our vampire slaves. The vampires that we use to make our serum.

Yep, that is the werewolf nation's biggest secret. The secret to how the werewolves became the most dangerous, feared and strongest creatures in the world. The answer is vampire blood. If my dad were here he would laugh at how ironic this all is.

The same people who would have taken over us and used us as slaves are the same people who saved us. I have no idea how the biology of all of it works. That is all up to our scientist. All I know is, the serum made from vampire blood mixed with our werewolf DNA gives birth to something amazing.

This is the key to our rule which is why the humans are so important to us. We need them to feed the vampires so we can use their blood to produce more serum. Just a single bottle of serum requires blood from fifty vampires. But that’s enough because just one drop of that serum is all what a werewolf needs to be more dominant and ferocious for about a week or two.

After a few more steps I reach the underground dungeons. It’s massive and only a select few know about what happens down here. This is where we keep majority of the vampires we captured from the war. The others are kept at the slavery organization to carry out insignificant tasks. 

There are hundreds of vampires trapped in cages, huge chains around their necks and ankles. As I walk through the long hallway looking from cage to cage, I twist my face in disgust as I look at their horrible appearances. Creatures of the night, blood sucking demons. They look dried up from the lack of blood in their system. Some of them barely even able to move.

These creatures are not supposed to exist, they are not a natural occurrence. They are the product of witchery. Before we knew it, they spread like a wildfire, like a virus and took over the earth. Mother nature would be proud of me for putting them down like this.

They disgust me.

I walk past their cages and into another room filled with vampires who have tubes inserted into their necks. This is where we collect their blood.

“How much have you been able to collect so far?” I ask the guard in charge next to me in a serious tone.

“Not nearly enough Alpha. They haven’t been fed in weeks. They barely have any blood left in their system.” He explains and I nod simply.

I turn in my tracks to get the hell out of this underground. It reeks of vampires which is the most disgusting smell a werewolf can be around considering that our senses are heightened. I came down here to check our progress with the blood collection.

It’s slower than I thought. There was barely anything flowing out of them. In about a month, if the new rules I set are properly obeyed, the humans would be healthy enough for us to use them as blood supply for the vampires. Which is why it is very important that the population heeds to the new rules I set.

The humans would probably only hate us more when they realize that the only reason we’re giving them special treatment is so they can have vampires drink their blood but I don’t care. We need more serum. As Colton mentioned, the vampire lord may still be alive. He might be preparing an attack and he has all the time in the world since the vile creatures don't age. Werewolves age pretty slowly too but vampires are basically immortal unless their heads are cut off. I clearly remember cutting off the vampire Lord's head but i'm not dumb enough to ignore rumours. 

If he ever decides to attack, considering he is still alive, then we need to be prepared. 

I leave the underground and make my way to a secret room. The laboratory where we keep our scientist. Two guards unlock the door and push it open giving way to a mad scientist's lair. Test tubes, round bottom flasks and equipment properly set up in a way only the scientist can understand.

The blond twenty year old boy startles at the sound of the door opening. He immediately bows when he spots me, greeting me with submission.

I walk slowly over to him, a little bit irritated that he hasn’t been able to produce anymore serum for a while, even if it's hardly his fault. The vampire blood he has isn't enough. 

“Stand up Warren.” I say to the blond human and he rises, his head still facing his feet as he refuses to make eye contact with me.

I feel him tremble as I circle him, probably scared that I’m going to punish him for his incompetence.

“You know how important your work is to the werewolves, don’t you Warren?” I ask still circling him. I know it’s not his fault he hasn’t been able to produce any more serum given the fact that he needs a large amount of vampire blood to produce just a bottle.

But that doesn’t mean I’m not going to scare him anyways, give him some motivation.

“Yes Master.” He answers shakily, sweat dripping from his forehead in fear.

“We give you all the comfort, space, time, food you need so you can be healthy enough to get work done don’t we Warren?” I ask, this time stopping in my tracks behind him.

“Yes master.” He answers again, his voice coming out in cracks.

“So can I know why you haven’t been able to get any work done in a year? Mmh?” I make my voice intentionally deeper and deadlier as I make my way to stand in front of him.

“The blood alpha. I need more blood before I can start with the production. If I use the blood we have now, the effect of the serum would be reduced. It wouldn’t be as powerful and it’ll last only a few days. You asked for something stronger, which is why I need a higher concentration of vampire blood. I just need forty more liters of vampire blood and I can start with the production. The serum I make this time will be able to last for a whole month. Just one drop and you’ll be the most powerful creature to ever exist.”

He says his last sentence with a louder voice, trying to sweet talk me. If only he knew I’m not in the slightest angry at him. I just want to scare him. People tend to respond best to displays of violence.

“I see.” I state, as I make my way towards the door.

“You’ll have your forty liters of vampire blood in a month. I hope there won’t be anymore excuses when the time comes.” I say as I walk out of the laboratory.