Blood Howls The Forbidden Heir

"Sis, do you have class again today?" I turned to my sistet lying in the hospital bed. I smiled and i sat down next to her.

"Later, are you in pain?" I asked her and patted her head, she shook her head and frowned. “Why? Will you miss your sister? ”

“Yes, you are always busy. But it's ok because it's for me. ” I smiled at what my sister said and squeezed her cheek. I’m glad she understands me.

"Berry, are you kind here?" I gave a weak reminder to her. She nodded and smiled.

I’m Maple Quinn Tempest, people call me Apple. I also prefer my first name than my second name. I have a short hair with a bangs, my eyes are dull gray and have a thin lips. I’m 18 years old and currently multi-tasking for my sister.

"Yes." Raspbell Tempest, my little sister and my only family she’s also called as Berry. She has been sick since birth, I don’t know where my family is as long as I know they abandoned us.

I don’t really care what has happened to them, all I want is my sister to be cured. I sighed and stood up. I’m meeting Phee right now. Where is that again? I picked up my phone and contacted him.

"Hellooo dear apple." He greeted me warmly.

Ophelia Dallas, also known as Phee. She helps me when I need something, basically my best friend. Case I'm embarrassed to ask for help from her because she really did a lot for us.

She has some colorful long hair, brown eyes, childish and noisy. Sometimes conyo because she grew up in a place. I don't know when we became friends for a long time. Her hair hurts my eyes too.

"Where's the café you're talking about again?" I asked him, he said he had an offer for me.

“Ooooh the one near your school! You know you should take it- “

“I will listen first. It might be like the last time I almost died because of your offer. ” I frowned and said, I could hear her laughter on the other line.

“You know apples, your old work is not bad. You just hate taking care of dogs, they are so cute. Why don't you die? but you will die of misery nilaaaa ~ ”–Phee.

“They have rabies, I’m sure some people died because of that. And what's cute ?! They’re monsters. ” I complained to Phee. His laughter grew louder.

Dogs are like the worst pets I could handle, I just remembered when I was a kid that they chased me. I hate dogs, even if you say they are cute, I would gladly run away when I saw something.

“Oh by the way, have you seen the vampire princes lately? I’m sure they are all over the city. ” my eyebrows were raised because of what I heard. Vampires again? Prince… we are here in the modern era but there is still a prince of vampires. Psh.

“I’ll hang up. I'm going to the café. ” I lazily said to her. I’m not interested in vampires.

"Sure Apple dear, Hello." He said goodbye and the call ended. I just looked at the sky, the beautiful weather. I looked around and saw a bunch of people walking, a lot of vampires.

In this world, people accept vampires, they are dangerous not gonna lie but there is a law that prevents them from killing or drinking blood without permission. Not only vampires are accepted by humans, but also werewolves and some other unnatural.

As long as they don’t break the law, people have no problem. But that makes us normal humans the bottom of the food chain, vampires are at the top. The most dangerous unnatural in this world, sometimes when I walk. The looks of the vampires are just scary, there are others unnatural but everyone is afraid of vampires.

I mean, who isn't afraid of red eyes and long fangs? Imagining them drinking blood would give me the chills. I just walked with my head down.

“My dear Apple ~” Phee hugged me when she saw me in front of the café. "I'm sure you'll love your new job, don't you like fighting and stuffs too?"

"Ophelia, is that your conyo?" Laughing I said to him, trying to avoid the fighting topic.

“Ew please don't call me Ophelia. It sounded like an old lady. ” I laughed even harder when he frowned. “So wanna hear the offer? Let's sit down first. Waiter! ”

Phee already ordered, he said it was free so… I didn't refuse. What a waste of grace, but he ordered too much. Phee’s a picky eater, and I don’t eat much. What is this for?