Page 2 of Alpha's Forbidden Fate

Instead, I choose to feed on animals. Their blood is not as potent as human blood, but it keeps me alive. Unfortunately, animal blood does make me weaker. So, I have to be careful. I don’t heal as fast, and it’s difficult to manifest the façade of being human with only animal blood sustaining me. And the taste… bleh. It’s much less appealing.

I changed the very essence of who I was when I left that life behind. I make my heart beat to bring color to my cheeks, and instead of my family’s pale skin, I can actually pass as human.

I even took a job as a tutor in the local school to earn money. I obtained my teaching certificate about a year ago, but this is all that was available. So, for now, I tutor. I work with humans, and act like a human.

I am not a monster.

I am not a monster.

That is why, instead of sitting at the bar and fantasizing about draining the life out of this human girl, I drop a twenty on the counter and stand to leave.

She is still blathering on about something, but I’m so focused on not feeding, that I’ve stopped paying attention.

Hundreds of thoughts are swarming in my head as I try to make my escape. I don’t even notice the person walking toward me until I bump into him, or rather a muscular chest fitted into a crisp white shirt.

I look up through my bangs to find a pair of beautiful grey eyes rimmed with dark lashes staring down at me.

The man, whoever he is, is breathtaking, and so is the scent of his blood.

I’ve never smelled anything like it: dark, powerful, and most definitely addictive.

What the hell is going on with me tonight?

“I’m sorry,” I mutter as I try to sidestep him.

“No, I am. Please, go ahead,” he says as he backs up.

Then he turns a little to let me make my way past him.

I should go.

I should leave.

But the scent of him is quickly getting branded into my very being. I need to taste him.

Saliva pools in my mouth.

I could strike right now, sink my teeth into his jugular. It would tear so easily.

It would be so fast that he probably wouldn’t even realize what happened.

Fuck! I need to get out of here.

“Are you okay, miss?” he says.

I just need to breathe, and try to take my mind off the cravings.

I have to leave.

Instead of replying to him, I keep my head down, sidestep him, and quickly scurry out of the bar.

“Breathe, Selene,” I whisper to myself.

Once outside in the parking lot, it comes to me. His scent is so overpowering to me because he’s not human.

A nymph? Maybe a Fae?

I have never had blood from any other supernatural creatures. I turn to head back towards the entrance of the bar and then stop myself.

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