Draven pov
The past
The assault on me continued for as long as I turned eighteen. Draca, on the other hand, had grown distant and we barely see each other. Even after making me his experiment, our father refused to let Draca become the sole heir to the throne. According to him, Draca has more blood to give and I had to carry on his legacy as the vampire king while he ruled as the supreme ruler.
Every day was filled with agony and I felt my life grow weaker and weaker until it felt as if I was going to die. Average vampires could never survive what my father was putting us through. The knife cut, the whipping and feeding of our blood to his clones, no vampires could ever survive that no matter how strong they are.
One night after Draca and I turned eighteen, he came to my room while
