Emma's POV
Finally, the night that the slave girls all glorified and anticipated had arrived. But amidst the excitement, I don't know if I am the only one who is not feeling the vibes. As I stood there, I couldn't shake off the voice I had heard in my head a few days ago, echoing through the hallways. It lingered in my thoughts, leaving me puzzled and searching for answers.
It was a manly voice though since that day, I haven't heard it again but still...
Still in my thoughts, suddenly the door swung open, revealing the one person I despise to the core: Serena. In my mind, I've given her the name "The beautiful wicked pale vampire sadist."
I watched her closely as she seriously scanned the room, carefully checking the list in her hand and comparing it to the chosen slaves. Our
