The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 361

Chapter 361: Death on Two Legs

(Third Person)

"Sir!"

Mayor Brackham’s office door burst open with a loud crack. His secretary stumbled in, out of breath, clutching a tablet against her chest.

The panicked look on her face prompted him to rise immediately from behind his desk.

"What is it?" he demanded in a sharp voice.

"Sir—" she gasped, still catching her breath, "the city... is under attack. Reports are coming in from the mall district and surrounding blocks. People are saying they saw—"

Brackham’s eyes narrowed. "Saw what?"

"Weird creatures." The woman swallowed hard. "But I think it’s vampires, sir."

The silence stretched for a second as that word hung in the air like a curse.

Then Brackham’s expression twisted, first with shock, next with disbelief, and finally, the fury that came when a man’s pride was wounded.

"What!" he exclaimed with wide eyes.

His secretary gulped and lowered her head.

"Where is security?" He barked as he stormed into the hallway. "Get the control room on the line. I want every camera feed on the main screen, now!"

"Yes, sir!" she called, running to keep up with his long strides as she fiddled with her phone.

By the time Brackham reached the control room, the place was chaos. Officers were talking over one another, technicians frantically typing, a dozen screens flickering with live feeds of the city.

The moment he walked in with his coat flaring behind him, the voices fell to silence, and a bronze calm descended over everyone in the room, to which they all reflexively bowed.

The screens ahead of him glowed with dozens of city feeds, flashes of streets, sirens, chaos, all fractured pieces of a nightmare that had started only an hour ago.

"Report!" Brackham demanded.

An officer stepped forward, shoulders stiff. "Sir, we have confirmed multiple civilian casualties at the central mall district. Witness accounts describe fast and violent creatures, sir. We are verifying the footage now."

Brackham’s eyes narrowed. His stomach twisted.

He had already heard enough snippets from his secretary, but hearing it spoken aloud, here in his control room, made it real.

It was the vampires.

’So, the fire hadn’t finished the job?’ He thought to himself before returning his attention to them.

"Show me," he said coldly.

The technician at the central console enlarged one of the smaller camera feeds until it filled the large wall screen.

The first few seconds were grainy, showing normal shoppers, parents, and children. Then the camera jolted.

Screams tore through the speakers. Something darted past, and a figure slammed into the glass counter.

The camera caught the blur of movement, the gleam of teeth, and then blood sprayed the floor like spilt paint.

The sound died in the room, save for the faint hum of machinery.

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