Adored By My Ruthless Alpha
I didn’t consider her to be my friend, but it didn’t bother her either.
“You know, the more rude you act, the hotter you look.” she winked at me. I groaned and turned my back on her. No one could talk to me like that, except her. I believed she was annoying and wished that she would just stop bugging me with her flirty jokes and good nature. But the day I saw life leaving her eyes, I regretted it all.
“Vampires are monsters. You do not deserve to live!” Those fucking werewolves had captured us. Our gang had fought them, but they were stronger. I couldn’t see their faces–they were all wearing masks. But their stench was the same–rotten and evil.