Elyna opened her eyes with a blank stare. Her hands clenched the blanket tightly. No matter how long Elyna tried to blink, she felt like she was still trapped in a never-ending nightmare.
The place where Elyna woke up was a room with white walls and sufficient lighting. However, Elyna could not see anything but red. Her breath was ragged. She felt strange with her own body the moment she woke up.
Foreign memories continued to flow in her mind. Elyna remembered her mother and father holding her as a baby. She also remembered how Tritan smiled and hugged her every time they met.
Elyna had even been fed blood as a baby. She was not a descendant of a vampire and a human as she had imagined all this time. Her father and brother were vampires, the second enemy of the werewolf race after the hunters.
No wonder her original pack hated them to death. Elyna was not just an ordinary half-blood, but half of her blood belonged to the vampire race.