A Guide to Raising a Little Human [Vampire Clan]

"Wow, you really sent me here to take my pet to the vet?"

Alpha sat to the side, looking at the pet fever reducer the private doctor had brought: "Hmm, just in case."

Crete's lips twitched: "Are you sick?"

Alpha: "No, you should know I'm perfectly healthy."

"Then why didn't you take him to the vet?!"

Alpha turned to look at the little human.

The latter pulled the blanket down to his eyes, revealing a pair of round, black eyes, and looked warily at the second unfamiliar vampire who had suddenly appeared.

"He's rather special."

"You'll have a chance to check his...down there."

Upon hearing this, Crete was stunned for a few seconds before shouting, "Damn it! You beast! You're absolutely inhuman!!!"

"You bought a pet just for this?! That's so tacky!!!"

"I never imagined I'd one day become the family doctor in a CEO romance novel, cleaning up the messes of you vampires every day! And the perverted, grotesque kind at that! How could you lay a hand on such cute little humans?!"

"I'm calling the police! Giving me a raise won't help!!"

After the screams subsided, Alpha calmly explained, "I found him. His previous owner treated him very badly."

Crete finally breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me to death! I knew you were so frigid, how could you suddenly become so perverted?"

Alpha ignored him and showed him the fever reducer she had just prepared: "See, is this okay?"

"No problem. Just stir it a little more with the glass rod, and remember to feed it slowly."

Crete said somewhat uneasyly, "Are you really sure you want to keep this kind of human? There are some well-trained humans in the pet market who will let you pet them, hug them, and kiss them, and will even offer to let you drink their blood. They're a bit expensive, but they're clean, disease-free, and easy to get along with."

He recalled how the little human had started screaming as soon as he approached, and reminded him:

"Your dog... is obviously stressed. Not only will it be troublesome to take care of, it may never let you get close, and it might even bite you."

El's tone remained unchanged: "They need to be raised."

Crete: "Alright, then you'd better take him to the hospital for a checkup, just in case he has any infectious diseases or anything."

Before leaving, Crete still couldn't shake off his worries and instructed Alpha, "By the way, humans generally have a strong sense of pride. Before you've built up enough trust, remember not to force him to take a bath, not to take off his clothes, and not to have too much physical contact."

Alpha used a glass rod to stir the antipyretic medicine for a while.

"What would happen if I did it?"

Crete turned around and said ominously, "He will hate you."

Alpha: "..."

As the door closed, Alpha turned to look at the little human.

As he got closer, the little human indeed began to bare his teeth again, looking at the cup of medicine in his hand as if it were some kind of poison.

Alpha sat down on the little human's bed and brought the cup to his lips.

The little people passed over their faces.

Alpha had no choice but to raise the cup, take a sip himself, and then hand it to the little human, hoping that the little human would imitate him.

"It's not bitter, just treat it like drinking water."

This time, the little human did not refuse.

He picked up the cup and gulped it down.

Alpha was somewhat surprised.

This little human is very clever.

He knows what is safe and what is dangerous, and he knows to imitate his owner's behavior.

The little human's hands are very beautiful, with slender, long fingers, fair skin, and a light pink knuckle. When holding a cup, it always seems like the little human is afraid that he doesn't have enough strength and might not be able to hold it up.

After Alpha finished drinking the water, he put the cup on the bedside table and then tried to burrow back into the covers like a turtle.

But for some reason, the little human suddenly paused and looked up at Alpha.

With just that one look, a sliver of hope suddenly popped into Alpha's mind.

Crete is absolutely wrong.

His little ones are very well-behaved and grateful. Even if they are stressed, they should only be stressed for a short period of time.

Alpha then tentatively reached out his hand, and this time the little human did not dodge, but instead let him gently stroke his face.

The little human even tilted its head back and rubbed against his palm, then half-closed its eyes, looking very sleepy.

Alpha suddenly felt a sense of tenderness.

That quack doctor Crete is just spreading alarmist rumors.

This little human is clearly a wonderful person, and because he was abandoned, he cherishes his new life even more.

How could I possibly hate him?

Alpha then carefully covered the little human with the blanket, her voice unconsciously softening by seven or eight degrees.

"Go to sleep... Crete said that when humans are sick, they need to sleep. Once we get to your nest, I won't keep you locked in the guest room anymore."

Alpha checked the guest room doors and windows again to make sure they were locked. Before leaving, she couldn't resist taking a picture of the little human sleeping with her phone.

Photo caption: Day 1.

From this angle, only a small patch of her fair profile can be seen, with her black bangs falling over the tip of her nose, making her look very well-behaved.

It looks like a soft, chewy little dumpling, and it looks delicious.

Alpha paused for a moment, closed the photo, and suddenly realized that he himself might be the one experiencing the stress.

Otherwise, why would I suddenly have this kind of thought that I would never have had before?

After finishing tidying up, Alpha took out a bag of frozen blood plasma from the refrigerator, poured it into a cup, and then replenished her energy while browsing posts on her phone.

His posts on the forum are still receiving constant replies.

[13th Floor: OP, how's that little human doing right now? Please take a picture, I'm so worried!]

[14th Floor: +1]

[Post #15 (Original Poster): It's alright now, he's behaving very well. Thank you everyone for your concern. I'll delete this post later.]

[Sixteenth Floor: What does "very well-behaved" mean?]

[Post #17 (Original Poster): He takes his medicine and goes to sleep obediently now, and he doesn't bite me anymore when I pet his head.]

[Post #18 (Original Poster): Image.jpg]

[19th Floor: Wow!!! This is so cute! Please send it to my house immediately!!!]

[20th Floor: I reasonably suspect you're here to show off your little human. QAQ. Where can you find such a high-quality human?! You can't even buy one!!]

[21st Floor: Wait, that's not right. Even a little human bought from a pet needs at least a week to adapt to its environment and get used to its owner. Wasn't he just abused and abandoned? How could he be so docile all of a sudden?]

[22nd Floor: I'm knocking! Wait! There's a reflection under the pillow in the upper left corner of the photo!!]

[23rd floor: How much zoomed in did you see that?! Were you secretly admiring her looks?! (RE: 22nd floor: Wait! The top left corner of the photo...)]

[24th Floor: OP, hurry and go see the little humans!!!]

[25th Floor: Is the original poster still there?]

The original poster is no longer here.

Alpha immediately dropped his phone and ran towards the guest room.

His keen sense of smell, typical of vampires, allowed him to detect an unfamiliar, bloody odor in the air that shouldn't be there.

Upon opening the door, the scene before her almost made Alpha's heart skip a beat.

The glaring blood stained the bed sheets.

The little human lay unconscious on the bed, biting the sheet in his mouth, his arm hanging limply at his sides, and a deep wound on his wrist from which blood was gushing.

The shard of glass, which he hadn't noticed and which the little human had hidden, fell into the pool of blood.

It's a very blunt piece of glass.