LUCA
The sound of my father's gaspy breaths filled the huge, flashy bedroom, harsh and wet as it mingled with the soft rustle of the night wind.
His once-mighty chest, the same one that had once been filled with such power and bravery as he led our pack through countless wars and battles, now rose and fell in shallow, painful heaves, the same way it had been since we found him at the Pack Borders with almost all of his blood drained from his system.
Vampires.
I don’t know what was happening, but with my father lying here now, everything seemed to be coming back to me now,
Every memory I had oddly lost.
The Vampire King, Marshall Ruthmayer and the agreement he had with my father…
His promise to wipe the Pack until there was no one left…
His strange obsession with me finding a
