Stalk Into My Heart, Alpha
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The moment it fell from the tree, and dropped in front of me, I held my breath. The thirst to prove myself was a lot stronger than before. I had decided that this was it. After killing this vile creature, I will show the others how much I'm worth. I will prove to them that me being a hybrid does shit to the fact that I am still, indeed, a Vampire.
Pointing my wand at the silhouette that was crouched over the ground, no doubt deeply injured by powerful enchantment, I prepared myself for the next step. But for some reason, I felt as though I shouldn't have done what I did.
Even then, after discarding any pity I felt for this creature, I got myself ready. Just when the curse was about leave my lips, the creature slowly raised its hooded head, and before I could even speak out one syllable, it locked it's violet, somehow beautiful eyes with me, and snarled in a low yet sexy voice.
"Mine".
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