Secret Bloodline

Feral

"What the fuck is that?" Camila says, scared out of her mind.

"A feral! Get back," Zayn says.

"Zayn we need to help that woman. We need to!" Camila touches Zayn's tattooed arm.

"We may be too late to save her," Zayn shakes his head.

The feral drops the woman on the floor, its eyes staring them down as it hisses at Zayn and Camila before racing towards them.

Camila lets out a scream as the feral drives her down on the ground.

"Zayn!" Camila calls out to him.

"Camila!" Zayn's eyes shift and he bares his fangs.

The feral snaps at Camila, its breath reeking of fresh blood.

Zayn grabs the feral from its neck and yanks it off of Camila. "Get off of her!" Zayn growls.

The feral snarls at Zayn as it spins out of his grip and drops the boy down on the ground, the feral pouncing on top of him.

"Camila, hand me a weapon!" Zayn calls out.

Camila looks around the park frantically for some type of weapon to hand Zayn. She spots a sharped edged branch and lunges for it. "Zayn, catch!" Camila yells at the boy, throwing the branch towards him.

Zayn shoots his hand up in a blur and easily catches the branch.

He buries the jagged edge of the branch inside of the feral's chest as it lets out an agonized wail before it crumbles to ash.

Zayn stands up and dusts himself off as his face turns back to normal. "Thank you," He smiles at Camila.

"No problem," Camila calms her breathing.

"Are you okay?" Zayn asks.

"Just a little frightened. Are you?" Camila asks the boy.

"Tiptop shape," Zayn says.

He looks at the woman on the floor who is still and he rushes over to her.

He brings his hand up to her wrist to feel her pulse which is faint.

"She's alive, thankfully, call 911," Zayn says towards Camila. 

Camila pulls her phone out and dials 911. "Yes we need an ambulance at Central Park there's a woman who has lost a lot of blood she needs medical attention," Camila says.

"We're sending an ambulance to your location now."

"Thank you," Camila hangs up the phone. She puts her phone away and turns to face Zayn. "So what the fuck was that?" Camila asks.

"I'm sorry for pulling you into this. That was a feral," Zayn says.

"I got that, Zayn. But what are they? Are they vampires?" Camila asks.

"In a way they are," Zayn says.

"What's that suppose to mean?" Camila asks.

"The process of turning a person into a vampire is a great risk. If it goes wrong they turn feral instead," Zayn begins.

"And you don't have control over that?" Camila asks.

"We have some. If the vampire gets accepted as part of a clan, they'll get a brand. That brand keeps them from becoming Feral," Zayn continues.

"And if they're not part of a clan?" Camila asks.

"Then they're clanless and they're at risk of turning feral at any moment," Zayn frowns.