Falling For The Alpha ~Ember~

I Alexander

I, Alexander Mattias Wolfe, am not a human. I am not a werewolf or a vampire. Vampires died out centuries ago, according to legend. But sometimes legend can be wrong. I am like nothing you've ever seen or heard of. A rarity, a crossbreed, a Half-Blood. I am half vampire and half werewolf. I have the powers of both.

My mother was a young Luna, a she-wolf. She was newborn, so I was told. Barely gone sixteen and already a vampire's slave. Vampires are masters of seduction, but they were dying. They were hunted by the werewolves, who saw their blood-craving as monstrous. My father, a vampire and the last of a dying race, made a last-ditch effort to make the vampires strong again. Many Half-Blood children were born to him and his brothers. They kidnapped werewolf females, had them bear children, then murdered them.

My golden eyes symbolise what I am inside. My foster parents, Thomas and Marlene, thought they meant that I was a strong werewolf. By mine are the amber eyes of a vampire.

Vampires grow powerful as the moon waxes. At the new moon, they are weak, so weak that they are forced to spend the days underground to survive in the darkness they find there. But when the moon is full, they are strong. They can kill with a touch if they so desire. One second they are hidden, the next your throat is torn open and you're on the ground.