Resting on the pile of the drained bodies, Charlotte was draining a boy, squeezing his petite body. Screams of that helpless prey suppressed in the loud party music; Taylor Swift’s tones were failed to reduce the horror of the bloodbath.

As on a cue, the door of the bar banged open, revealing Alpha Eric and King Casper’s panicked figures.

“You said everyone is under control!”

Casper inquired his sire, who knelt on the floor immediately.

“It was impossible to trap Her Highness in closed walls, we had to introduce some distraction to buy some time, Your Majesty.”

“Little one!”

Eric’s call was full of hope and fright, as he was...