The only thing he felt for human is hatred.They are food nothing else,just warm blood bank. He loves too kill them as the blood flow out of their throat. But what will happened he found himself a human mate.A slave, filthy even for human being. How will she react when her abusive life gets a lift to another level of pain.Being an orphan usually end up as a slave.Her burish face fearful eyes only give pleasure to the abuser. "What are you waiting for?"he asked her,she shivered as her eyes stare at the floor to afraid to look up. She back away slowly in the black pitch room. She stumbled upon the bed. "Open your leg"his order fell in deaf ear as she clutch her legs together. Her eyes widen in fear she was shaking. "The only thing I want is to drink your blood"he said calmly, as he forced her leg apart and stand between. "No"she whisper her body stiffen up on it's own.He just coldy glare at her as he reached out to touch her. "I am not a virgin"She said those words without knowing know how. He choked her. In a blink of an eye he gripped her throat.The air cut off, she tried to flail her hand trying to stop him. "Pl..ea..se"she begged her voice failing her as she saw dark spots. "Lying will get you no where, you filthy mortal" he said and throw her across the room.She groan tears roll down her hollow cheeks as blood pool around her back.She take a gulp of breath, curling up. He walk towards her and pulled by her neck, she was hanging in the air. "How could a filth like you be my mate? You are a slave and you will be treated as such"He cupped her face forcing her to look at him but that did not last longer as he bite down on her thoart right on her pulse, as she moan in pain. The pain was unbearable and the blood loss making her dizzy... "Stop please.."a faint sound carried out.. He is the king. She is a slave. He is the predator. She is the prey. Will he love her as a mate? Tell her his untold story.. Will she forgive him for his deeds?