Alpha’s Vampire

~MirandaScreams. Fear. Bloodshed. Chaos.That day was the darkest day of my clan. It had been predicted by the oracle that a comet will pass over the sky and turn the sun red. A red sun was a vampire's most feared because it always left us powerless, weak and too drained to fight against any danger that would come. It was our weakness.We tried to keep this information a secret but somehow, it had gotten to the werewolves and they chose to attack us on that day."We're under attack!" A voice screamed from somewhere outside my room.I abruptly got off my bed and rushed to the window. Since I was so small at the time— a six years old— I needed to mount a chair to look out the window properly.That was when I saw the evil taking place outside.My clan was getting massacred by werewolves. They were biting and tearing them apart as they tried to run away from them.Shock seized me and I froze. My body began to tremble and I started believing that I would die too. Tears streamed down my fa

~DarrenAt age eight, I was forced to become an adult.My father was the ruthless Alpha of the Malreux Wolf Pack. He led with an iron fist and never allowed anyone to cross him. He was feared by all in the pack as well as other packs and he was the only one who had enough guts to attack an entire vampire clan.He massacred the entire clan and allowed our lands to expand. This earned him more power and fear from the other wolf packs in the territory.He told me that someday, I would inherit his empire. For this reason, I had to start training to become the Alpha he wanted me to be. Instead of wasting away time by playing with my pairs. He took away my chance of growing up like a normal child.At first, it had been easy to bear the harsh training, day in, and day out. This was because of the encouragement that I got from my mother every time. But the moment I lost her, training became too hard to bear.Father would torture me to make me stronger. He would whip me thousands and make me b

~MirandaIt had been ten years since they moved me to the secret lab.They had been torturing me for ten good years. They took my blood and starved me beyond compare. They would make me beg and cry until I was close to death before they gave me blood and each time, I started lasting longer before I craved blood. I could go an entire month without taking blood. My body had adapted to the torture.They would electrocute me to see how long I could withstand it and each time, my body got stronger and I lasted longer.I could not remember how many times I cried in this place. Or how many times I dreamt of my dead parents. Or how many times I thought of that boy who came to me when I was alone.They had tortured me beyond acceptable limits and every day I wondered why I was still alive. I should have died a long time ago but I guessed that it was just my father's strong will and my mother's love keeping me alive.As always, I was strapped to the bed and I knew that another torture session w