Looking at the reflection in the lake, I have to do my best to recognize myself. My bright red hair, that reaches my waist, is covert in mud and even some branches are sticking out of it. While my blue eyes are swollen and red from all the crying.

'Get yourself back together, Annistyn.' I whisper to myself. Sticking my bloody hands in the lake I begin to scrub them.

'You had to kill that assassin otherwise he would have killed you. You did what you had to.' I try to convince myself. You need to know that I am a newborn vampire. One that doesn't knew I thing about the world she got herself into and doesn't has her powers under control or her anger.

When all the blood is of my hands I stand up and begin to walk through the forest. My hair sways from left to right while I walk in the moonlight.

I hear a howl in the distance, making me stop and sniff the air for the possible treat but I smell nothing dangerous. What I do smell is a heavenly scent that doesn't belong to the forest; coffee and cinnamon. I sniff again and again, to make sure I'm not imaging it. I start to move in the direction of the scent with determination because I need to know where it comes from.

Following the scent I walk in to something hard. Great I ran into a tree, way to go Annistyn. I look up from the tree but come face to face with a tall and well built guy. He doesn't seem very happy to see me. He admits a deathly vibe and his glare is also a killer giveaway. I sniff him but sign happily when the scent isn't coming of him. Why did I smell him? I don't know.

'What are you doing here, bloodsucker.' The venom is dripping of his words. I try to ignore him and walk past him but he won't let me. 'You can't enter our territory, vampire.' His eyes shine a vibrant brown color which matches his brown hair.

'I need to find it. Let me find it.' I begs him practically. My longing for the smell only grows with the minute, making me frustrated because I don't understand the longing.

He growls furiously at me. 'And I said that you can't enter the territory. ' I place a hand on my hip and raise a eyebrow. 'Why not? What are you gonna do, you're just a pup.' I sneer angry at him. I was done playing nice and friendly.

I smirk when I see him turning red. 'You are coming with me. I will let the alpha deal with you.' He says with a deadly glare.

He reaches towards me but before he can touch me, I jump back. 'Don't you dare touch me, dog.' This time my words are dripping with venom but you could also hear the fear.

He smirks at me and takes a hold of my arm which makes me glare at him. 'I said, don't.' I pull my hand out of his. 'You dare.' I push him to the ground. 'Touch me.' I begin to throw punches at him. When I land my final punch on him, I stare shocked from my hands to the wounded guy on the ground. What did I just do?

The guy laid groaning on the ground, when ten other wolfs arrive. They look at me and when the hear the groaning men behind me, they begin to growl. 'What is it with you mutts and growling?' I ask still shocked, which earns me more growling.
You probably asking yourself why I keep insulting them. Well, I have no filter on me and since the day that I was turned I got even worse.

The desire to kill that I carry with me 24/7 grows only when they come closer. By breathing in and out I get myself under control and give them the chance to capture me. I don't try to escape because why would I right when they bring me closer to that heavenly smell.

They took me to a clearing in the woods where a gigantic house was placed. We arrived at the back of the house were a door was placed leading under the house, probably to their cells where they would hold me. They lead me down the stairs and push me hardly and lock me up in a silver cell, showing how cruel they are for prisoners. Not that silver would hurt a vampire, I think, but it would hurt any werewolf, even a alpha.

'Wait until the alpha gets to you, you will regret stepping unto our territory, you bloodsucking demon.' A buff guy with blond hair and blue eyes appears. 'I dare you to come here and say that again, you mutt.' I hiss angrily at him. The men that are guarding me growl disapproving at my word choice, making me roll my eyes.

He takes a step closer, trying to intimidate me with his 6'1" height but stops walking when his eyes begin to glow gold, meaning he is getting mind linked. 'Alpha is coming.' With those words he walks proudly out of the room, like he won the argument.

I huff annoyed. Who does he think he is. The heavenly coffee and cinnamon scent attracts all my attention and this time it's close. My world seems to stop when a very tall and muscular man, who is sniffing the air, with short black hair and emerald like eyes walks in to the room.

The guards nod there heads with a air of respect but the handsome man doesn't give them any attention because that he gives to me.

Moving so fast that he is mere a blur he stands in front of me. 'Mate.' His voice is mixed with a dark one. The guards look baffled and stare at me with widdened eyes.

The handsome man follows my eyesight and growls at the guards. 'Let her out of the cell, you morons, or I will rip your throats out.' The men shiver with fear before hurrying to unlock my cell.

When the cell opens I look confused at the man before me. How does he smells so good? what is a mate? What have I gotten myself into?

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So... Yeah.... I'm gonna go now 😅.                                                                                                                          Don't be shy and...

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