Feral Desires

I was born into slavery in 1735. My mother died in child birth and my father was killed by our owner. I worked as a maid in a wealthy mans house my entire human life. He was a vile man who beat his workers for nothing. I hated him and his awful family. His sons who saw me as a play thing and his wife and daughters who saw me as nothing but dirt beneath their pretty little shoes.

That was until I was murdered on my way to the market and reborn as something stronger. Something better. I killed them and enjoyed their screams of terror and pain. It served them right for all they'd done.

Centuries later, I still hunt for my killer. My sire. He'd left me in an alley to bleed out an die. But I'd turned before that could happen. I am no closer to him now than I was two centuries ago.

There are laws and the vampire council known as the Zugami made sure that they stayed in place and were obeyed. I've been able to stay under the radar. Avoiding all vampires and choosing to live a life of mostly solitude.

Every day of my life is made up of two main thoughts. My next meal and killing the one who changed me.

But that all changes when he comes into my life. Alexander. He and his family are so odd and different than me. They don't kill. They don't drink human blood. Their peaceful.

Maybe I can be too.