Vampire?
Like Darius?
I remember the way his eyes had glowed when he had told me nobody would be able to see us. Why had I forgotten about that? In fact, why had I forgotten about that meeting in the forest?
And then something occurs to me, "Did you just say the first vampire?”
My grandfather takes a struggling Ariel from me, throwing her to the other wolves will transform and hold her, “Malcolm is the oldest living vampire. He just wanders about. I first met him when I was a boy. It's a long story. But ultimately, we maintained a friendly relationship over the years. I see him every few decades.”
“You’re friends with the oldest living vampire?” I ask him again, forgetting for a moment that I am a powerful Alpha in my own right, as I gaze at my grandfather in awe.
He can sense my adm
