Page 56 of Alpha Power

He tensed, eyes flashing red. "Are you saying I'm lying?"

"What?" She scrunched up her nose. "No. I just find it hard to believe there's actually a vampire out there older than you. Your maker, the one who turned you - if you're 2,283 years old, how old is he?"

He relaxed back into his seat, no longer agitated with her previous statement. "I'm not entirely sure, he never said. But there's quite a few vampires out there that are older than I am."

"Seriously? Where are they all?"

"A lot of them prefer to keep to themselves. They find it hard to adjust to the modern world, so they choose to stay out of it. Most of them never leave Romania unless absolutely necessary."

"Oh. Well, that's boring. You'd think if you were a supernatural being that could live forever, you'd wanna travel a bit. Get outta the same boring ol' country every now and then."

He chuckled. "Yes, you would think."

"Is it true vampires can fly? That's something I've always wondered."

A frown crossed his face. "Have you ever seen a vampire with wings?"

"No, but maybe you don't need ’em. Like Superman, you know? You just... woooosh!" She vaulted her hand through the air, trying to demonstrate something soaring upwards, but she had a feeling it didn't come across that way. Not by the look of confusion on Luther's face. "You do know who Superman is, right?"

He shook his head and her mouth dropped open. "How... how... how can you have walked this Earth for as long as you have and not seen at least one of the Superman movies? There are literally so many it's crazy!"

"I don't watch movies."

Her eyes bulged from her head again. "You-you don't watch movies? Like, at all?"

Again, he shook his head.

She was shocked. Like actually 1o0% completely shocked. "You've got no idea what you're missing out on. Movies and TV shows are the best. The perfect way to escape reality and dive into something that can completely consume you."

"Books do the same thing."

"Yeah, but I'm guessing you read those old ass books about history and other boring shit. Not anything fun or entertaining." She raised her brows, giving him a chance to disagree with her words, but he just smiled. Ha! She was right.

The sound of someone clearing their throat made her jump in her seat. Allora stood just outside the soundproofing field, steaming hot plates in her hands. Heavenly aromas reached her nostrils as Allora made her way over to them, making her stomach rumble. Her mouth watered as Allora placed a plate down in front of them both and stepped back, hands folded behind her. "Will there be anything else tonight, Sire?"

"Not at the moment, thank you."

Zamorra worked hard to not scoff down her burger and fries, instead opting to eat like a respectable lady. She wasn't one, but she could fake it, right?

Where's my meat?Her werewolf asked, annoyed.

Zamorra raised her head just in time to catch a glimpse of Allora's back before she disappeared out of the room.

I'll let you out after, I promise. The cheeseburger will do for now.

Truth be told, she couldn't be bothered dealing with the rude vampire. She had a feeling Allora didn't bring her whole order on purpose, but she just didn't have the energy to deal with it, much less care.

I care.

Zamorra rolled her eyes and took a big bite of her burger, savouring the different flavours that exploded on her tongue. "Oh my god," she moaned, closing her eyes.

Luther chuckled softly, bringing his fork to his lips as he watched her. "Good?" He asked, raising his brows.

"Fucking amazing." She took three massive bites, the idea of eating like a respectable lady chucked completely out the window now.

"Tell me about your parents."

"That's not a question," she replied around a mouthful of food. She picked up a few fries, stuffing them into her mouth despite how much food was already in there.

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