Blood Lust {Teen Wolf/Vampire}

Chapter Five

I never planned on joining the Hale pack, or even accepting the offer. Derek had planned on asking me after everyone else left but Erica had brought it to the spotlight. That left me seconds to accept or decline an offer that would change my life forever in the matter of seconds all while I had the entire pack staring me down.

I accepted it, but had regrets. I felt as though I didn't fit in, but luckily I wasn't the only non-werewolf in the pack. Stiles was a human along with Lydia though I had my own suspicions on her, leaving Allison a hunter.

After the pack left, not including Derek, Isaac, and myself I began to pace around the young beta. His cuts weren't healing, but Derek had said that he'd be okay. I of course didn't believe him.

Isaac had reclined himself on the couch, looking rather comfortable as he patted the seat next to him motioning for me to sit next to. I accepted his non-verbal offer and got myself comfortable in the spot next to the beta wolf.

"Thank you, I mean I know we just met and everything but I already feel close to you. You could've let me die, but you didn't." He said, his tone almost to a whisper.

''You barely know me Isaac, I know u saved your life but you don't even know my story." I retorted rather harshly not meaning for it to be that way.

"Then tell me your story."

At first I had declined, not wanting to share my personal things but after Isaac telling me his own personal story I found myself narrating my life.

I was born in 1917 under the given name of Bianca Evelyn Rosa, Manchester was quite popular then and still is today but I won't go into that. I was a good student, good child, good friend. When I turned the legal age of 18 my mother had found me a young gentleman to marry, his name and face is imprinted in my memory. Raphael Santiago, one of the richest men in town. One year later when I turned 19 I was staying at a hotel with Raphael. Being on how much money Raphael had, and how he wasn't a common man we got the top floor and it was gorgeous, including a balcony that looked like Juliet's from Romeo and Juliet except it was much higher.

I was standing there, looking out at the view of the ocean and was a bit tipsy from the drinks we had beforehand. Raphael constantly told me to get back inside but being myself I wouldn't listen. I ended up falling off the balcony and was in extreme pain, I thought I was dead. How quick Raphael got down to me was rather scary, and then he bit me.

I swear the feeling was indescribable, it was horrific but also perfect. I had the life flowing inside me, light radiating of my mew pale body, I swear I could've conquered the world then.

Years later I was still with Raphael, we had our own pack of vampires, and we were stronger than ever. We never killed anyone, at least Raphael and I didn't. I couldn't bring myself to drink hunan blood too often, only before we'd go into battle with other vampires, werewolves, or hunters. But we started to get hunted down, a pack of fifty soon turned to twenty until there was only four of us left. Raphael and I, and another couple that we were close with, our left and right hand men. Simon, and Camilla.

It was a terrible night, I swear. Right after the Second World War, we were approaching rhe 60's. That's when the hunters came around a little more. We were framed by another Vampire pack, and the hunters came for Camilla first. Of course Simon wasnt going to allow anyone hurting Camilla, and we weren't either so we were prepared for a battle, but it wasn't anything like we had hoped.

There was nothing but blood, and I couldn't bring myself to look. I couldn't kill a human, but I knew I had to, I had to protect my pack, protect myself.

They got Simon first, ripped his heart out and burned him. Camilla's rage for her mate's death is what kept me alive. Every time a hunter went after me, I didn't even need to fight them off, Camilla got to them first. But they had one smart one, he attacked her from above while the others surrounded her, her faith was the same as Simon's.

Raphael was nowhere to be found, and I was alone. I had to run instead, I couldn't fight them all off. I ran, as fast as I could and I knew they had no chance of catching up after that.

I've hidden in fear for decades, until I came here and met Thalia Hale, Derek's mom. I thought she'd burn me on a stake, but she sheltered me, protected me. That's how I met Derek, and the other Hales.

But as far as I know now, Raphael is dead, and he's never coming back.

A/N YAY! An update + more about Bianca! Oh AND btw if you like Scisaac check out my new fic called Without You ♡