One night. That’s all it took for Alvin’s world to shatter under the full moon’s glow.
In a single, blood-soaked evening, he lost everything—his loved ones, his humanity, and nearly his life, left impaled with a stake through his stomach.
But Alvin refused to die. He chose survival—even if it meant no longer being human.
Now, as his blood begins to change, his body shifting into one of a vampire, something bad happens again. His ritual to transform was sabotaged by an unknown force, the changes it brought remained hidden deep inside of him.
All Alvin wants is to live—and maybe, just maybe, enjoy his favorite garlic bread again.
But why did everything about him feel so suspicious, like it all pointed to an impending doom? Where did this sense of danger come from?
