#Chapter 59 My Hero

Several of the vampires hissed at Andrew, but Frederick laughed. “The Alpha King? It seems you were right, Gregory,” he said, straddling me. “We do have a very special mutt here.” Frederick grabbed the back of my head and lunged for my neck. I screamed in pain as his fangs pierced my skin. I trembled and kicked, becoming weaker with every passing moment, as he noisily slurped up my blood. I heard a low, rumbling growl as it shook the ground, more terrifying and Earth-shattering than any werewolf growl I had ever heard. Vampiric shrieks soon filled the air. Frederick released me. When I turned my head, I saw two giant wolves chasing and ripping apart vampires. Many chose to stay and fight, losing their heads in the process, but Louise and Gregory fled without so much as a second glance back at the chaos behind them. With Frederick distracted by the slaughter, I took my chance to escape. I tried to crawl away, but Frederick seized the back of my dress a