The Billionaires Bloodlust

Peter dropped his father, he watched him lay helplessly on the floor, he was like a puppy disgusting.

Peter went to his room, sat down and reflected on his past, what his father had done to his first wife.

"Help me, help me!" He could vividly see his wife run.

Peters father stood up, he was the alpha of there home, no matter how badly Peter wanted him dead, he would still come back to life.

"That traitor." Clare said as she stared at her father, Charles has being crowned, she could hardly breathe.

The anger in her was so great it destroyed the den and they broke free.

Charles heard a strange noise behind, he fell on his back, his vase breaking.

"Hello brother."

Charles thought, since he had the staff of Emrys why should he be scared of a twit like her.

He raised the staff high up on the air, Claire shivered in sarcasm, "oh no, don't hurt me, crazy bitch."

At that instant Charles felt an unquenchable thirst within him, the thirst for blood, he fell, and pounced on the servant behind him without warning, devouring him.

Claire's face turned pale, "what on earth have you become?"

Charles eyes became as red as the blood in his veins, "help me." He cried out.

That was the beginning of his end, the thirst for blood drove him out of the palace and into the streets.

Innocent children paying the price for it.

"We need to stop him, or everyone will die, I must end him, it's either him or the people."

King Green stopped her from leaving the castle. "Charles and his twin are connected not only by blood but by fate.

If you hurt Charles , Chloe will also die."

Claire paused she turned towards the weak man behind her who was supposed to be her father.

She did not care of Chloe died, but this new born monster must be stopped.

Claire walked out of her father in anger, she needed to find Charles before it was too late.

Emrys smiled, it was all coming together his master plan.

As long green tried to reenter his room, he was stunned when he saw Emrys the royal sorcerer behind him.

Emrys smiled. "Don't you just love surprises my dear, who would help you being your family together except me.

Whenever you need my help I will gladly bow."

King Green sneered at him, such high profile hypocrisy.

Peter still in his room, his nose caught a familiar scent in the air, could it be, yes it was, he ran.

"Chloe!, Chloe."

But she was gone and so was his father, that wretched animal, he clenched his first.

Peter took Chloe's dress and followed her scent .

"You remember Peter, hide and seek used to be fun, when you were always obedient.

But I guess you're a grown man now."

Peter was furious, his father had asked him to get a bride, and get his rights to the family fortune.

But here now, his father had placed his bride on a stake with the intent of burning her alive.

"This girl is trying to come in between us, remember we are more than father and son.

We are chosen mates."

Peter fell to his knees, filling his hand with dust, the veins on his neck rising. His father stood up with an oak in his hand.

"Don't be stubborn now boy. I have the upper hand here."

Peter stood up feeling watch, when the gang his father hired appeared simultaneously around him. Chloe hung on the stake looking helpless, and slightly burnt.

The necklace her mother pit on her neck since birth, suddenly sparkled.

Chloe felt reborn, Peter smirked, "unlike other abominations father, my bloodlust does not tame me.

Infact I stir it up.

Come on let's dance."

Peters father jumped, the oak in his hand, high in the air, his visibility was hidden.

Peter called out to Chloe.

"I'm sorry my lady, I was selfish, I didn't mean for this to happen.

Please wake up I need you."

Peter paused what was he saying, he did not need a woman.

"What I meant was, we need each other."

Chloe smiled that was good enough.

Peters father stole her youth, it was only she helped him get rid of his immortality with the help of the oak in his hand.