Alpha's Twisted Fate

CHAPTER 1

In my world, humans and vampires had always been at odds. I grew up hating vampires, never imagining that I would one day become one of them. One fateful day, humans waged war against vampires, which enraged them and led to a retaliatory attack. One night, I had a vision that the vampires were planning to ambush us, so we prepared for battle and set traps to counter their attack. Our plan worked, and we thought we had exterminated all of them. My father, the leader of the humans, told me to seek safety in his chamber to protect me from any remaining vampire threats. After the battle, it was time to celebrate and rejoice. The night was cold, but the atmosphere was lively and festive. Suddenly, I felt something unusual, but I couldn't quite put my finger on what it was. As someone who could see visions of things that would happen in the near future, I was caught off guard by this unexpected sensation. It was as if I was different from my fellow humans in a way that went beyond my precognitive abilities. Little did I know, my life was about to take a dramatic turn.

That very night, amidst the joyous celebration, I sensed danger lurking. Although I had no vision, I was skeptical at first, but the feeling grew stronger, and I couldn't ignore it. I decided to retreat to the chamber of safety to meditate and understand why I was experiencing this fear. As I sat there, a vampire appeared, but I didn't scream. I remained calm, thinking he wouldn't be able to harm me. After all, no vampire had ever breached our kingdom's defenses and reached the chamber, which was designed to protect the royal family and trap vampires. But there was something unusual about this vampire. He was half-human, half-vampire. I could feel his heartbeat and sense his anger, yet I wasn't afraid. His unique energy intrigued me, and I felt a strange sense of calm in his presence.

As he entered the room, his presence was palpable, and the atmosphere shifted. I sensed a deep pain emanating from him, which drew me in. For a moment, I forgot he was a vampire, and I found myself admiring his strong build. I stared at him, transfixed, without noticing he was getting closer. The chamber's alarms and traps seemed to be inactive, and he didn't seem to intend harm. As he approached, I saw how handsome he was, and my fear subsided. He gazed at me intensely, and I felt a connection. He knelt down, and I thought he was surrendering, but then he spoke. "My queen, my name is Troy, and the time has come." I was taken aback, speechless, and my feet felt cold. I tried to scream for help, but he was too fast. He swept me into his arms and vanished into the night. That was the last time I saw or heard from my parents.

A few years later, Troy had transformed some humans into vampires, built an army, and established his kingdom. One cold night, he walked into my room, and I pretended to be asleep. He approached me, placed his hands on my thighs, and I shivered at the touch of his cold skin. I let out a quiet moan as he caressed me, his hands moving from my thighs to my breasts and back again. I couldn't hold back my arousal, and I became vulnerable to his every touch. I let out a loud moan and gazed into his eyes, feeling his heartbeat once again. He kissed me slowly, his lips moving from my mouth to my breasts, and his fingers expertly preparing me for penetration. I was already wet and ready for him.

I was becoming impatient and craving so bad for him to penetrate but he wasn't ready,I had to get him to penetrate and I could feel the pleasure I was giving to him. He started thrusting as I kept moaning so loud. when he was satisfied and tired,we cuddled till dawn.

After reuniting and tying the knot, our love continued to flourish. However, a few nights later, I had a vivid vision that left me breathless - a prophecy that an Alpha would be born. I was taken aback, wondering if it was just a dream or something more. I kept it to myself, unsure if it was real or just my imagination running wild. But the vision persisted, recurring four more times, each time with the same intensity and clarity. I couldn't shake off the feeling that it was trying to tell me something. Finally, I confided in my husband, expecting him to be shocked or concerned. Instead, he listened calmly, his expression unreadable. I wondered if he believed me or thought I was just being fanciful. Despite the vision's urgency, I decided to ignore it, focusing on our life together. Little did I know that fate had other plans, and the prophecy would soon become a reality that would change our lives forever.

Another cold night,I felt Troy's cold hands on my boobs as he whispered my name "Diana" and gave me some slow kissed around my neck while his hands were working around my sensitive part.He knew I won't able to resist him anymore,I let out my moan and became extremely vulnerable to his touch once again,this time I had to let him take his time till he was ready to penetrate,I noticed he loves fore-play really much and he takes his time to make me crave badly for him to penetrate.He widened my legs and decided to penetrate,I had to let out a loud moan because the pleasure was insane,he thrusted slowly and gently. A moaned his name as he started thrusting faster and harder,I knew he was about to cum,I kept moaning for him to keep the pace. After some time I felt something pouring inside me, he let out a loud moan and gave me a kiss to my forehead.

A few days passed, and the vision returned, its urgency growing stronger. I reached out to Troy, sharing my fears and concerns, but he remained calm and collected. I began to wonder if he believed me or thought I was just being paranoid. One fateful night, a new vision struck, darker and more ominous than before. I woke up with a scream, my heart racing, and my body trembling. Troy rushed to my side, his eyes filled with concern, and tried to comfort me. But I was beyond consolation, my mind reeling with fear. Troy held me close, promising that I was safe with him, that nothing would ever harm me. His words soothed my frazzled nerves, and eventually, I drifted off to sleep. He watched over me that night, his presence a reassuring constant. The next morning, I approached Troy with trepidation. "I'm sorry about last night," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "I need to tell you something." I took a deep breath and revealed the vision, expecting him to be shocked or worried. But his reaction was not what I expected...