I open the old heavy door silently, but they still make the squeaking sound.

I show my teeth annoying, hoping no one heard the sound. Alright let's see when even are we.

My head pokes to the hallways and my eyes widen. What is this place?

I'm so shocked by the architecture inside and design. Also, why is it so dim here? I thought it was almost the afternoon, why is everything so dark and depressing?

A chilly wind runs down my spine and close my mouth shut, a bit scared.

There are old staircases and ancient paintings of people ... or creatures, I've never see before.

Are they some vampire rulers?

I tiptoe out of the room and notice the red carpet all over the flood. Why is here a carpet and why red of all colors.

It reminds me of ... blood!!! Of course!

This place is even creepier than I expected and I've only see a single room and dim hallways.

But the scariest part about it all.

The silence.

Dead silence, I've never experienced before. It's so quiet here, that's it's so loud. I can't explain it.

It's like the silent is screaming right into my ears.

If I dropped a single penny on the floor, the whole castle would hear it. Too bad , because I really feel like coughing right now.

My neck is so itchy, but I can't. I'm scared to make a sound.

My feet with only socks on -I don't know where they put my shoes- are making their way to the scary staircase.

I take a deep breath and make one step. The stair makes a squeaking sound under me.

"Shit." I breath out.

Now that I already exposed myself , I just walk quickly down the stairs , making even more noise. I look around and I feel like I'm in a maze. The downstairs looks even bigger.

And creepier! How is that possible?!

What is this castle build of? People's nightmares and children's tears?

I spin around. One, then twice.

"Where am I supposed to go?" I whisper to myself. It feels like a fever dream to me.

And why on Earth are no people in here? Where is everyone?

Why is no one trying to stop me?

I spin around again on the, surprisingly warm, floor and choose right.

That was the wrong choice because I only ended up in a dead end with many rooms.

"Are you lost?" I hear a deep authoritative male voice behind me. I scream out loud and turn around, catching my hand on of the walls.

In front of me stands a tall man with pale clear skin. Fox shaped dark eyes, longer black hair and red plump lips.

His eyes seem lazily open and he has this grin. His perfectly white, a little sharp, teeth showing off.

He is dressed in all black clothes, from head to toe. A silver earing swinging on one of his ears.

Silver. Funny.

"Are you .. L-Leif?" I ask with wide eyes.

"Not L-L-Leif, wolf pup. Only " he smirks, eyeing me up and down. So he knows I'm a wolf.

"You know ... I'm a werewolf." I say. It wasn't a question, more or a shocking news. Tadeo didn't know it at first.

"I can smell it all over you, but it's not as bad as the others. Hybrids are bearable. The fairy blood makes it better.

You are very," he says very in a long tone, "gorgeous. What is your name?"

"What?" I whisper.

"Do you not have a name?" he snickers, "Are wolves so behind, they don't give out names anymore? I knew they weren't modern, but c'mon."

I frown. "I have a name."

"Perfect." His eyes shine.

"But ... why should you know?" I frown.

He raises a brow at me. "We are in my castle right now, wolf pup."

"I didn't ask to be here. I was heading somewhere and you kidnapped me." I snap at him.

He looks at me shocked but impressed.

The confidence is slowly leaving my body, remembering who he is. He is the MAFIA VAMPIRE. The strongest person in the whole region.

He can do absolutely anything to me. My hands start to shake. And it's only vampires here, plus one pregnant fairy, no one to take my side!

"It's-Baylor." I say in a low tone.

He smiles happily but it's such a lazy smile. For some reason, it looks attractive on him. It's his own little persona.

"I hope you weren't trying to run away?" he asks with this melodic tone.

"No." I shake my head.

"No. Of course not." He mocks me. "no," he adds in whisper trying to hide the smile.

"I was just l-looking for some-one? This house is very empty." I comment.

"Empty? There's like twenty people living here." He chuckles.

"Huh?" 20-where?! is everyone? I feel so paranoid. Is Leif even real? Did I imagine him? Can he read my mind?

I look into his eyes. You are ugly- I think. He doesn't do anything. You are hot- I think. Also nothing. Okay, he would smirk if I called him hot.

"Why do you stare at me like that?" he furrows his brows. "Anyway," he shakes his head, "you will join me for lunch."

"No." Is the first thing I let out.

Of course not! He's a vampire mafia who kidnapped me! Vampires hate wolves and wolves hate vamps. Mafia is too dangerous and the kidnapping was over the line.

Why am I here in the first place? For my tasty blood?

"Baylor." He says my name with a strong voice, "join me for dinner," his voice sends a shiver down my spine.

"I'm on a diet." I whisper say and look away. He clicks his tongue in disapproval.

"I can hear your stomach rumbling."

"That's just your annoying voice." I bite my tongue scared. I cannot be like this.

He gulps down annoyed and takes in a sharp breath. "Alright, I will ask you again for dinner.

In the meantime, you're not allowed to eat." He moves his nose and walks away with heavy long steps.

Shit. I'm really hungry.

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