Becoming a werewolf slayer

Nicolai, one of the slayers, walked briskly toward the hall.

"Hey, wait up," Rita called, running after him.

"Good morning, Rita. I see you also woke up late," Nicolai said as they entered the bustling hall, where people were rushing to eat before the bell rang.

They quickly went to collect their food and scanned the room for familiar faces.

At a nearby table, Isabella, Aurora, and Victor were hastily finishing their meals. Nicolai and Rita joined them.

"I heard there's a newbie," Isabella broke the silence.

"Who is she?" Rita furrowed her brows.

"Hello, can I sit with you guys?" A female voice interrupted their conversation.

They all looked up at once.

"Sophie! Of course, you can. Sit here," Victor shifted to make space.

Sophie smiled, sliding into the seat beside him. "Thanks," she whispered.

Before she could take another bite, the bell rang.

"Damn it, I just started eating," Nicolai groaned.

Aurora winked. "You know the rules."

******"

Under a shaded spot, Leona sat beside Gabriel, observing Sophie's training.

"How's she doing?" Leona asked.

Sophie lagged the others, her gray t-shirt soaked in sweat, her face pale as she struggled to catch her breath.

Gabriel sighed. "I doubt she's a vampire."

"She's new to our system. She doesn't even know how to use her abilities yet. Imagine waking up one night and realizing your no longer human, you need to give her time," Leona said.

Gabriel shook his head. "She can't fight. One punch and she's down. She's too weak. I'm only keeping her here because you asked me to, Leona."

"I appreciate it."

Alexander's voice cut through the air as he approached. "You won't appreciate it when she dies at the hands of a werewolf."

Leona and Gabriel immediately stood and bowed. "My Lord."

"She's better off dying while trying than living with regret," Leona argued.

Alexander's gaze darkened. "And how will you feel when she dies trying?"

Leona remained silent.

"It makes no difference to me whether she lives or dies. She's still a liability in training," Alexander stated.

"My Lord, please give her more time." Leona suddenly dropped to one knee.

Meanwhile, Sophie sat on a rock, catching her breath. She was placed at the beginner level, her training consisted of running, basic push-ups, punching a bag, and light combat.

"She should see me after training," Alexander commanded.

"Yes, my Lord," Leona answered.

"You will also oversee her training personally."

Leona bowed. "Yes, my Lord."

Alexander's expression hardened. "Ensure the slayers are prepared before noon tomorrow. I'll be attending the auction."

"I shall accompany you, my Lord."

"There's no need. The werewolves might attack the realm. The item being auctioned cannot fall into the wrong hands. If they get it, it could spell disaster. You're better off protecting the realm," Gabriel suggested.

"What is this item?" Leona asked.

"I don't know. But I do know it holds immense power," Alexander replied.

Leona nodded. "I understand, my Lord."

Without another word, Alexander strode toward his palace, his vampire guards following closely.

Gabriel turned to Leona. "We'll need Valentina. You know what to do."

Leona sighed, remembering the last disastrous attempt at summoning her.

"I'll handle it."

******

"On your back. Spread your legs wide."

Isabella obeyed without hesitation, lying back and parting her thighs.

Alexander pulled out before slamming back inside her. His thrusts were hard and deep, driving into her over and over again.

"Ahh—!" Isabella moaned loudly.

He withdrew almost completely, leaving only the tip inside, before plunging back in to the hilt.

"Say my name," Alexander commanded.

"Alex—" she started but stopped abruptly.

"My Lord!" she screamed instead.

"Louder," he demanded, smacking her ass.

"My Lord, please f*ck me," she groaned, lost in pleasure.

Alexander increased his pace, his movements rough and unrelenting.

"Yes! Oh, f*ck, that's so good!" Isabella screamed.

At that moment, the door creaked open.

Sophie stood frozen, her eyes widening at the scene before her.

Heat rushed to her face as she quickly turned around. "I—I'm sorry," she stammered, retreating toward the door.

"Stop."

Alexander's deep voice made her halt in her tracks.

He pulled out of Isabella, grabbing his clothes.

"My Lord," Isabella purred, still sprawled on the bed.

"Get out," Alexander ordered.

Isabella's eyes widened in shock. "M-My Lord?"

"Take your clothes with you."

"Huh?" Her face paled. He was actually ordering her to leave naked.

"I hate repeating myself," Alexander growled.

Isabella quickly scrambled out of the room, clutching her clothes to her chest.

Outside, Isabella clenched her fists, fury burning in her veins.

"He sent me out because of her? That weakling?" she seethed.

She hurriedly put on her clothes, glancing around to make sure no one saw her naked.

"Isabella," Nicolai's voice interrupted her thoughts.

She turned, masking her anger.

"Coming from the Lord's room again?" he smirked, stepping closer.

"How is that any of your business?" she snapped, rolling her eyes.

"I was just—" He reached out to touch her.

She slapped his hand away. "Stay out of my affairs." With one final glare, she stormed off.

Back inside, Alexander approached Sophie. He lifted her chin with a single finger, forcing her to look into his blue eyes.

"Didn't anyone teach you to knock before entering?"

Sophie swallowed hard. "I did knock… but there was no response, so I walked in. I apologize, my Lord."

"What do you want?"

"My Lord, Leona sent me to request your approval to join the slayers. He also said you wished to see me."

Alexander chuckled, amused. "You already started training. Why ask for my permission again?"

Sophie hesitated. "I was eager to begin training. But Master Leona said I can't continue without your approval."

Alexander's amusement faded, his expression turning serious. "This isn't as simple as you think. The life of a werewolf slayer is brutal. There is no room for weakness."

Sophie clasped her hands together, eyes pleading. "I understand, my Lord. But I've seen the horrors werewolves bring. They took my parents from me. I want to protect others. Please, let me join."

Alexander studied her carefully. "You're too weak. You don't even know what it means to take a life."

"I'm willing to do whatever it takes. I'll train harder than anyone else. Just give me a chance to prove myself."

A long silence stretched between them before Alexander finally spoke.

"Very well. You may join the slayers on one condition. You have three months to complete the training. If you fail, you'll be dismissed permanently."

Sophie's breath hitched. "Thank you, my Lord! I won't let you down!"

Alexander nodded, "This is not a game. Lives are at stake, including yours. I despise leading a lamb to slaughter, so prove yourself worthy."

"I understand," she said, then hesitated. "And if I succeed… will you grant me a favor? Will you do whatever I ask?"

A slow smirk curled on Alexander's lips. "You're a bold little weakling to try making deals with me. But fine. If you complete the training in three months, I'll honor your request."

*******

"What's wrong?, You've been fuming since you came back from the Lord's room, did he chase you away," Rita asked.

"It's that sl*t, you won't believe he chased me out naked!, just because of her," Isabella groaned.

"Lord Alexander did that?," Rita asked surprised.

"Who is she," Rita asked curiously.

"The newbie," Isabella spat.

"If not because of your expression right now, I would've definitely argued with you. Because everyone knows how lord Alexander treats you different from the rest, to the extent he f*cks you almost each day, do you have any idea how many vampires are willing to lay their lives just to have lord Alexander inside them?"

"The worst part was that, he refused to let me wear my clothes in the room, he sent me out naked," Isabella raged on.

"Woah, but I don't understand? Didn't you just say she's a newbie? Why would he do that?,"

"I don't care about why he did it, all I know is that for the humiliation she caused me I will surely make sure she gets it back," Isabella tightened her fist.

"I think it's better you find out what made lord Alexander did that, if you do something bad, Lord Alexander might do worse than sending you out naked," Rita advised.

"I have my plans am not that reckless," Isabella smirked.