A Hopeful Vampire

Sebastian~

Fox's flames flickered between me and Brielle. My mind couldn't comprehend what had just happened.

Brielle—my mate—had just tried to kill me.

I stood frozen, my body stiff as the reality of betrayal settled in my chest. The woman I had thought might be my salvation, my chance at something real, had lunged at me with a wooden stake, her expression void of hesitation.

Had I been too blind? Too foolish? Too hopeful?

I had always known I wasn't an ideal choice for anyone. A vampire, feared by both humans and supernaturals alike. Even among my kind, I was different—an anomaly. A natural-born vampire, the rarest of my species. They called us purple-bloods, and because of it, I was either feared or hunted. People didn't see me, only the power that flowed through my veins.

No one had ever wanted Sebastian.

Except Zane.