Claimed by the Futa Werewolf - E-book - ePub

My name is Blair Horne and I'm not human. There have been many names for those like me over the centuries: succubus, vampire, siren. All of those legends spawned from experiences humans had with members of my kind, and all of them had a kernel of truth to them. I'm an empath, I feed on the people around me, on their emotions and wants, and I don't feel guilty about it. Why should I? There wasn't anything I could do about it, if I didn't, I would die, and I made sure not to harm anyone.
Most humans don't notice when you take a nibble at their soul, at most they get tired, which was perfectly manageable if I fed on them with care. I was eighteen, I was popular and intended to live my life to the fullest. Which was why I shouldn't have made the mistake I did, shouldn't have gotten complacent and provoked the only other supernatural being in my high school, not when she was far more dangerous than me.
Now I had to pay for it.