The Alpha Guardian
e Sangui
nd to your hand first,
to the ground, and
bs along my skin in a way tha
loor from the deep cut in my palm. I don't have the normal vamp
says calmly. "You can te
m and have him leave, b
ep under the counter in case of emergencies. I have to put the box on the counter, and I fumble with the bandage. The Alph
that. What ca
ing through the bandage. I closed my fist, ignoring the sti
sure you'
at would you
ense silence, Alpha looks at the menu board. "I'll have a black c
se had been freshly prepared just a few hours ago, and the man emptied more than half o
my belly, my toes curling. His smile lights up his eyes, and a dimple forms on his right cheek.
eakfast, me being a
s f
he's fu
ad, wishing I h
tered that I nearly drop one
ly option. I've never even looked at a wolf shifter with any sort of intention aside from keepin
o, I end up thinki
why I should
hree paper bags and his coffee. "
card, and I gl
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liar? I've definitely he
ut as he walks out the door, I see
d my gaz
unny, he's an Alpha. I need
yet, there was relief. No more bullying. No more torturous nights where I would have to sleep with one eye open,
ocal high school and finished my basic education. I managed to move into an apartment that was owned by an old man who just wanted compa
t pays well, and this volunteer position pays m
one of the rescued kittens someone brought in. They need to be fed every three hours, and after feeding these babies, I'm going to head out. The re
iked me. And I've alw
and I find solace in
burp the little kitten. It's nea
here, is supposed to take over af
the back before returning to the front office.
ek has been
fé. I've caught him watching me a couple of times, but he doesn't say anything. He's very polite, and the rest of the s
heart beats in an unsteady rhythm. The stupidity of my reaction isn't lost on me. He's an Alpha, and I'm a vampire. Not only that, I'm much weaker than an ordinary vampire. Weakness is alw
es, would look at me with nothing but disdain if he realized that I found
is a crush, and being aware of how I can't even com
I get t
gin lowering the shutters partially. However, as soon as I
down the street
al blood, nor is
r a vampir
's a man, based on his build. He's gripping the wall for support, one hand holding his neck. The smell of blood is making my instincts sharp, and my stomach rumble
the handle, telling myself to go back indoors. But something inside me finds the idea of leaving an injured bei
o remain invis
ght be stripp
a streetlight, my eyes
who t
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