Chapter 43: Danger in a Mask

*VICKY*

The clock was ticking. The entire room was heart-stoppingly quiet.

"Are you fucking CRAZY!?" I spat out. "I'd never join you."

"Hmm.." Rupert hummed. "I see. You know, it's sad that the Kindred have resorted to this…to fighting amongst each other. Humans have been at Kindred mercy for centuries, even long before you and I. It's time that stopped."

He was right. Indeed, in the past few hundred years, Kindred had been a nightmare to humans. We used to hunt them for food, and unlike the Lycans who lived in seclusion, we had always been among humans.

That explained the assorted myths about vampires. The population of Netwons City and surrounding areas in the Middle Ages had decreased drastically. History books attributed it to a terrifying plague brought there by the Mastinese from the east.

Some cities had no survivors at all. However, we all knew the true story.

The Mastinese were victims as well. Kindred weren't biased when it came to feeding. Less than ten percent of