Chapter 55

DAMIEN.

I am instantly on edge from the very moment I see him.

This isn't a wolf.

And he is certainly not a witch.

“Vampire,” Fredja gasps in shock as she stares in amazement at him.

“Well, that is just rude,” the man croons. “Correct but rude. You may call me Alaric.”

A vampire?

“I thought those were myths,” I mutter to Natalie.

“I told you they weren't,” she mutters back.

“You do realize I can hear you right?” the man… vampire calls out.

“Why are you here?” I demand.

“Curiosity,” he says.

“Curiosity about what?” I ask.

“Is this something you would want to discuss outside the gates?” he asks. “Don't you have potential enemy Alphas in there right now?”

“Doesn't mean I want to bring in a strange creature into my own home.,” I retort.

“I am not a strange creature,” he replies. “just because you decided to live as a hermit doesn't make me strange. My kind has been in existence just as long as yours.”

“Still, I can-”

“Damien.”

I look over to Natalie and I see her shaking her head at me.