My Most Precious Human

All shapeshifters turned into their animal form in a split of a second. I stood on the platform a few meters away from all of them and observed the situation terrified. I looked at Sariel. He was smiling wickedly as if the werewolves did something he was hoping for.

Declan as a red-fur wolf stood as a leader. He was glaring at Sariel with his fiery eyes. Sariel spread his arms wide open, provoking him to attack, and Declan's fury had already overpowered his rationality. He charged up ahead at Sariel. The others followed.

"No!" I screamed, but my scream died among the snarling sounds of fury.

Suddenly, Mr. Gotha and three other vampires barged from the back of the audience hall. They must have already been prepared to take action in case of attack. A few enraged wolves stormed at them while Declan and the rest of the wolves charged at Sariel.

Sariel didn't move an inch. He just waited for the wolves to come at him at their full speed. Declan jumped to attack him, but Sariel simply used one hand to push him away. Then he grabbed another wolf who tried to attack him and snapped his neck. He killed three other wolves that tried to come at him. It took him less than a minute. Infuriated Declan straightened up his claws trying to tear Sariel's flesh, but he swiftly dodged then punched his filled with sharp teeth jaw. Declan landed on the floor, besotted.

By the time he ineptly tried to get up to continue his fight, the rest of his team were already dead, killed by Sariel, Mr. Gotha, and the guards. Blood flooded the entire floor. Sariel smirked wickedly and stretched his neck. Then he walked towards Declan, who was still lying on the floor.

"Don't bother getting up. It's over," Sariel stated coldly.

Declan couldn't even growl. His jaw was broken and severely bleeding, and his crushed ribs made his breathing hardly possible. He barely moved his paws. Sariel crouched down beside him.

"Do you know why I didn't kill your brother back then?" he asked nonchalantly.

Declan slightly raised his eyes. He might have been dying, but the hatred in his eyes was still alive.

"Your brother was lucky, because I was outside my territory, and I couldn't risk causing a political conflict, but this… this case is completely different." Sariel maliciously chuckled. "You were stupid enough to attack me in my own castle, and this is why you will die…"

Sariel watched indifferently while Declan spat his blood, weakly snarling. I curled down on the floor, trembling. I had a feeling that I could be next to taste Sariel's cruelty. Mr. Gotha walked over to his master and bowed.

"I apologize. I underestimated the situation. We entered a little too late. I shouldn't have allowed Master to get his hands dirty. We will clean this mess right away and dispose of the stink."

he turned my way and looked at me with a vicious smirk. "I enjoyed meeting these filthy

his suffering in a less

They won't bite,"

walked down the platform. When I was closer, Sariel grabbed my

are you taking me?!"

he roared angrily

room as well and shut the door. Then he pressed me against the wall

I would have told you everything. I just didn't know

met," he hissed, slowly stabbing

have nothing to

to the

of the pack!" I used all of my

he found my efforts amusing since he mercifully stepped away. I collapsed on my knees. He looked

should stay like this

did nothing wrong!" I

You

him in disbelief, then

he asked in a tone

my head, my tears falling

the time I was brought to the orphanage. I grew up there since my dearest father sent me there because I was born as a human. I was hated, I was abused, and I was bullied, but I wished it could stay that way because being ignored by him was far better than his interest…" I muttered, continuously shedding

at me and clicked his tongue, letting me know that he didn't care a damn about my sad life story. Despite his unchanging