The night in Mahalapye was wrapped in an eerie calm, broken only by the occasional whispers of the wind. Beneath the cover of darkness, Alexander walked through the quiet town, his movements purposeful yet burdened by a weight he couldn’t shake. The evening’s revelations and the ever-growing bond between Luna and Adrian had awakened something raw and turbulent inside him. Jealousy, perhaps, but also a sense of loss that he hadn’t felt in years.
As he wandered deeper into town, he found himself drawn to the neon lights of a small pub nestled in a dimly lit alley. The low hum of voices spilled onto the street, tempting him with the scent of human life within. His hunger stirred, clawing at his resolve. He had been resisting the urge to feed recklessly, but tonight, he was done fighting the
