Alpha Alec's Redemption

Sadie

I screamed as his fangs dug deeper into my neck. I felt it as my blood rushed to his mouth because of how hard he was sucking.

I’ve heard how painful it is when a vampire feeds on you. Despite being a werewolf, I preferred the fairy tale version of the feeding, where humans believed that being fed by a vampire was pleasurable. It’s not. It’s f**g painful.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

I tried pushing him away, but it did nothing. Not only was he stronger than me, but with every single sip he took, I grew weaker.

He detaches from me and stares at me with something akin to fascination.

“What are you?” he asked, his red eyes searing mine.

I don’t really understand the question. I am a f**g werewolf; that should have been pretty obvious. to him, but apparently not.

“Your blood…” he said, holding me upright as I began to sway. “Your blood is different. Nothing I’ve ever tasted before. It’s nectar to my taste buds.”

I tried to stare at him, but my vision was unfocused.

“Maybe I’ll keep you as my personal blood bag because your taste is addictive,” he told me again before attacking me ferociously.

I screamed again. The pain that shot through me was paralyzing. My legs were weakening, and black dots started filling my vision. Seriously, was this how I was going to die?

My hands go to my stomach as I try to stay conscious for my baby’s sake. I keep praying, hoping that Raven and Beth will come back soon.

I was almost losing hope when his body was ripped from me. Before I could collapse to the ground, someone caught me and helped me to the bed.

“Sadie? Stay with me.” It’s Raven’s voice, but it sounds so far away. Like it’s m**d underwater or something.

She whispered something, probably an incantation. Slowly, my vision started to clear. The first thing I noticed was that Raven was quickly mixing something in a glass.

She hands the glass with green liquid in it. “Drink this; it will help replenish your energy and the blood you lost.”

Funny enough, despite the fact that it looked disgusting, it was kind of sweet. I gulp it down, like a man who hasn’t had water for a couple of days. With each sip, I feel myself getting better. The fatigue disappears, and I feel like I’ve been renewed.

“What did you mix in the water?” I asked as I finished the last drop.

“Just a mix of herbs and a renewal spell,” she simply replied, then turned to look behind her.

It was then that I noticed Beth. The vampire knelt before her as if kept down by an invisible force. She wasn’t chanting a spell or anything like that, yet the vampire was completely immobilized.

“How’s she doing that?” I asked no one in particular.

Witches needed to chant spells when using their powers. Even the most powerful of them. The fact that she was able to render the vampire weak without so much as a spell was intriguing.

“I honestly don’t know,” Raven replied without taking her eyes off the duo.

“Who sent you?” Beth asked the vampire calmly.

He struggled a bit, but finally managed to answer. “No one. I’m an exiled vampire and was looking for a feed. I smelled her and decided to quench my thirst.”

Banishment was different for all three species but meant the same thing. Wolves were banished, vampires were exiled and witches were excommunicated.

“Very well then,” Beth said, stepping aside.

“What is she?” the vampire asked her, the same question he asked me. Which still puzzles me.

Beth doesn’t say anything, but something flashes in her eyes. Something that sends a shiver down my spine and makes me want to bow before her. Without another word, she flips her hand, and screams fill the small space as the vampire busts up in flames.