His Cruel Game, My Cold Revenge

I used to be Oliver’s cherished little canary, a delicate human he kept like a prized jewel in his sprawling vampire castle, locked away high above the world. Until the day he brought another girl home, Laura.

She was human too, but her bloodline was different. She’s dangerous. Her parents were elite vampire hunters.

I remembered the moment clearly, when he gently stroked my hair, his touch tender, but his words sharp and cruel.

“Train her. Make her the lowest of servants.”