Page 1 of Alpha's Forbidden Fate

Chapter 1

Selene

Istare as the sweat trickles down the bartender’s neck.

The bob of his Adam’s apple as he swallows.

It would be so easy to lean in and lick him.

Or sink my teeth into him.

“Miss, can I get you something else?” he repeats. I blink once and look away. Coming here was a bad idea.

“No. Just the check please,” I reply.

He eyes me suspiciously before moving on to serve someone else.

I run a finger over the now-empty whisky glass. Alcohol helps keep the cravings at bay, but tonight, nothing seems to be working.

I’m dying for a drink, barely keeping a tight rein on my blood lust. I haven’t had human blood in six years.

“Let me guess, boy trouble?” A blond biker girl seated next to me says, pulling me out of my thoughts.

Where did she come from?

This thirst is making me sloppy and inattentive.

I turn around to face her.

“What?” I groan.

I really need to get out of here.

“I asked if you are thinking about an ex. I know I am.”

“Not really,” I swallow hard as my eyes instinctively go to her throat, where her pulse is jumping deliciously against her skin.

Stop it, Selene!

I should have just stayed in and had my favorite soup delivered. Coming here was a mistake.

If Levi were to see me here tonight…

A human bar is the last place I should be, especially with my cravings. Over the years, I’ve managed to control them, but lately, it’s all I can think of. Metallic, sweet blood pooling in my mouth.

“I’ll tell you what, whatever you are going through, I bet I’ve been there before,” she says and takes a swig of her beer.

I wonder if I’ll taste the alcohol in her blood.

“I doubt it,” I answer her.

I’m certain that blond biker girl wouldn’t have sat this close had she known what I am.

A cold-blooded monster. That’s how my brother, Levi, referred to our kind when I confronted him about the human prisons I had discovered beneath our home.

I recall his exact words as he yelled, pointing to the dozens of pale bodies squeezed together in a tiny cell. “We need them to survive, Selene. They are just food. Weak, spineless food. This is the real world, and we are the superior race. This is what we are, cold-blooded monsters.”

Those faces have haunted me for years. They are the reason I decided to stop drinking human blood. I refuse to be like my family.

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