Chapter 3The Succubus Awakening

I used to be an ordinary girl. Went to school, took exams, got into college.

But after my eighteenth birthday, I awakened as a succubus.

My sister flew back from abroad specifically to explain this was a family bloodline thing.

She even brought me a blond, blue-eyed hottie, saying it was my coming-of-age gift.

I broke down on the spot.

Got into college, finished compulsory education, and now you tell me I'm not human?

The blond hottie asked if he could kiss me.

"Huh?" I cried even louder.

Julian came to find me then. Thinking the guy was bullying me, they got into a fight.

Julian and I were childhood sweethearts.

I had no parents growing up. Besides my sister, I only played with Julian.

That summer evening, Julian and I sat side by side.

I told him my secret.

He held an ice pack to his face. When he smiled, he hissed in pain.

"Ava, then sign a pact with me."

The ice pack was stuffed into my hand.

Julian put his arm around my neck and lowered his head to kiss me.

"I've liked you for many, many years."

I believed that Julian sincerely liked me back then.

Later, we went to the same university.

Until that time.

We hadn't seen each other for too long.

I woke up in the morning, looked in the mirror, and two small horns had grown on my head.

I screamed. My sister was nonchalant.

"That's our true form. It means you haven't fed for too long."

I ran to find Julian immediately.

He was happy at first, but seeing my horns, he frowned tightly.

Eager to verify my sister's words, I pounced and kissed him. Sure enough, I returned to normal.

"I'm better! Julian, look."

He leaned against the wall and pushed me away coldly. "Get out."

I stood there, at a loss.

From that day on, Julian's attitude changed.

"Don't come near me again, and don't follow me." "We aren't boyfriend and girlfriend. I never said you were my girlfriend." "Can't you find someone else?"

He hated my traits, so he was unwilling to feed me anymore.

But the less he fed me, the more obvious my traits became, and the more he hated me.

A vicious cycle.

After Julian avoided me for nearly a month, I had to climb into the boys' dorm.

Crawled onto his bed in the middle of the night.

"Julian, I'm starving, can you..."

Julian grabbed my wrist, pushed me against the wall, his voice full of hostility.

"Can't you control yourself? Don't act like an animal."

My back hit the wall, and I cried out in pain.

My eyes got wet.

Julian sat up, silent.

He liked talking to me less and less.

I tugged his sleeve weakly. "Julian..."

The fabric slipped from my fingertips.

Julian got out of bed.

"Enough. I'm moving out. Don't follow me."

The door slammed shut.

Then the sound of locking.

He didn't want me to find him again.

The wind blew the curtains.

He didn't even realize I had climbed in through the window.