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Stupefied... Vesper listened to Velmont's suggestion.She went back to the Barracks and hurriedly entered her chamber and secretly put Alpha Qillalon's undergarment inside a zip-locked bag and shoved it in the back of her luggage. Literal chills travel through her veins after hiding the Alpha's item. Her heart started pounding, and her hands were shaking. Flashing memories of his magnificent body enter her thoughts and her whole being is shaking in desire. She wants it. She wants to touch it. She knew if she asked him he would let her do it. She could still remember the feeling when he offered the boxer brief he was currently wearing, the way he stripped down, walked towards her and the tip of his hood poked through her belly, and how he shared his favorite secret place with her just to talk to her privately. The way he stared at her with his beautiful green eyes paired with his contagious notable smile. She shook her head and then said in disappointment, "What were you thinking? G
AFTER the call with Velmont.Gertrude started chanting in Latin. “Utens potestate lucis ac tenebrarum, quae mihi donatae sunt, creaturam te nullius movens, ad omnem motum Alphae speculandum et omnia refero ad suum dominum qui ego sum.”The air inside her room started to blow wildly, the light from the bulbs flickered and then the room darkened. The only thing glowing is the moon outside.Soon the lights switched on again and a small black circular mouthless creature with two pairs of wings and multiple eyes showed up.Shortly, Gertrude repeated her chant only this time in English.“Using the power of light and darkness gifted to me, I summon thee, a creature of none, to watch the Alpha's every movement and report everything to its master, which is I.” The creature's eyes narrowed as if telling her that it understood its mission. Soon the creature flew to Alpha Qillalon’s room and watched over him through the open window as he took his slumber. While Gertrude remains in her room lookin
Evie and Vesper are walking back to the barracks.Shortly, Vesper catches a glimpse of Velmont’s fast-moving car, and she immediately holds the talisman to speak to him. “Any news?” She asks.Velmont almost lost control of the car as he did not expect Vesper's voice to suddenly speak to him. “Bloody hell Vesper,” he yelled internally.“Sorry did I startle you?” Vesper asked while smiling faintly.Oblivious to Vesper’s mental conversation, Evie starts glancing towards her, and then she starts speaking to break the awkward silence between them. “Vesper, how is your day?” Evie mutters softly while her head is lowered and matches the speed Vesper walks. The latter ignored the question as she was still preoccupied with waiting for Velmont’s answer.“Vesper?” Evie repeated. Soon Vesper notices Evie’s soft gaze, then asks, “What is it?” Evie shook her head and lowered her head, then walked faster.Vesper brushed off Evie’s behavior and continued waiting for Velmont’s answer.“Yes, you star
Velmont, Gertrude, and Vesper did not even have time to react, as after the Alpha almost choked Velmont he stood up and said, “I apologize for my outburst but stay away from my mother.And as I mentioned before, you are barking at the wrong tree.” Alpha Qillalon then left the room to start his nightly duties.Vesper was about to get out of the bathroom to stop the Alpha from getting out of the room, but Gertrude sent her a message via the mental link in the talisman Vesper was wearing and said, “Let him go. We will talk to him again after he cools down.”Vesper then stayed in the bathroom for a while and only went out after she was sure that Alpha Qillalon was now gone.Meanwhile, Velmont can’t stop coughing and then he starts laughing. When Vesper saw Velmont’s reaction she glanced at Gertrude, then said, “What the heck happened to him? Has he lost his mind?Gertrude shook her head, then said, “I have no idea. Maybe he did.”Velmont clears his throat then says, “Both of you still don
It is three in the morning.Vesper’s slumber was cut short by someone who'd been continuously shaking her awake. Vesper opens her eyes only to meet Emily and Evie’s swollen eyes. Her heart instantly pounded loudly. Even though she has no idea what is going on, she glances past the two girls in front of her and searches for a particular person. She then finally asks, “What is going on? And where is Jolly?”Evie and Emily did not answer and only cried loudly. “What is going on? Tell me what is going on?” Vesper repeated, her hands were trembling, her eyes now reddening, and she was about to go feral. Emily exhaled audibly, then said in a shaking, stuttering voice that was filled with sorrow and regret, “After the final roll call, Jolly went out. I saw her discreetly leave our chamber, but I did not say anything.”“And? What about it?” Vesper asked, almost yelling. Her eyes were wide open, waiting patiently for Emily to finish her story. Emily lowered her head and then said, “She never
Gamma Sevy, Evie, Emily, and Vesper saw one of Jolly’s shoes near the bond fire. When Gamma Sevy moved closer he saw Jolly’s body in the middle of the fire.Her eyes are closed, half burnt, and her clothes are still intact. Her body seemed to be the source of the meaty scent in the air. Gamma Sevy hurriedly dug into the ground and used the dirt to extinguish the fire. He then yelled at the three girls. “Check if she is still breathing.”Shocked by the scene in front of them, only Vesper moved to Jolly’s body. When Vesper touched her pulse she could feel a faint throbbing. She instantly yelled, “She is still breathing. We need to take her to the infirm—”Before Vesper could even finish her sentence, a dark figure towered over her and grabbed her by the head, almost crushing her skull. When the creature felt Gamma Sevy’s presence, the creature ran with Vesper’s head still in its grasp.Vesper’s abduction instantly brought Evie and Emily back to their senses and started to scream. “Stop
Alpha Qillalon and his scouts are a few meters away from Gamma Sevy and Vesper when all of a sudden a twelve-foot fire troll runs towards them. Alpha Qillalon and his scouts immediately smell wolf blood all over the fire troll. Without any delay, they assemble in a formation and attack the fire troll. A pack of werewolves against a twelve-foot tall fire troll with two sets of horns, thick limbs, rough red skin, black eyes, and razor-sharp dark teeth and claws. Even with his size and metal-like skin as an advantage, the fire troll was overpowered by the number of wolves around it. The fire troll was torn to shreds in an instant when the Alpha and his scouts simultaneously attacked him nonstop with their sharp claws and fangs. When they stopped attacking the fire troll he looked no more than a pile of rotten meat that was left in the forest. After killing the fire troll and making sure that no other trolls or creatures are around Alpha Qillalon and his scouts hastily continue their jo
Vesper and Gamma Sevy are hurriedly carried to the Citadel Manor infirmary. When they arrive, the Omega nurses are already in frantic mode to save Jolly, who suffered second and third-degree burns on half of her face and body. Gertrude with the use of magic, put Jolly to sleep so she could heal both physically and mentally. When Vesper and Gamma Sevy are finally laid on each bed, Gertrude does not waste any time casting a spell on Vesper’s ring. She turned the ring into a tattoo so that the nurses wouldn’t remove it, and she would turn it into a ring again when Vesper was back to normal. Shortly after, Velmont called Gertrude as he needed a way to sneak Anthony Falls, Vesper's blood donor, inside the manor, and he had no idea how to do it without raising any suspicions. “Are you insane, Velmont? You want a human to enter the manor?” Gertrude asks via a mental link.“Yes, or we could take Vesper out of the manor to the town, whichever is easier,” Velmont responded. Soon their conver
In the dead of night, the Headmaster and his hunters arrived in California, their dangerous shadows stretching long under the pale moonlight.Their arrival was swift and silent, blending seamlessly into the obscure depths of the coast. They were a collection of the most feared and enigmatic individuals—his hunters, his most trusted wizard, Jacques, and the infamous Dr. Blackwood who was starting to be eaten by guilt. She no longer wants to be there. "The Citadel headquarters thought they had prepared for every contingency. They were wrong." The Headmaster mumbled under his breath with an eerie smile. The journey was far from over. The land and air transportation might have been guarded against them, with the Citadel Headquarters wolf packs blocking every known route to their heavily fortified stronghold, Citadel Manor.However, the Headmaster had long anticipated this. For years, he had been gathering fragments of knowledge, piecing together the hidden truths about the Citadel’s de
Vesper walked through the mist, her shoes made a soft crunching sound on the gravel path.The wind blew wildly, tinged with dew, but what caught her attention was the inviting aroma the air brought her way. She swiveled her head and saw it was hovering from a small roadside diner up ahead.She stopped dead in her tracks and slightly tilted her head in curiosity.She sniffed the air deeply. Her eyes dilated and her lips curled up in excitement.The smell of bacon, sausage, pancakes, and waffles. The scents swirled together in a harmony that tugged at something deep inside her, something she hadn’t felt in years.Her stomach growled. The sound startled her, raw and unfamiliar, like a ghost from a past life. Hunger. Real hunger. Not the gnawing thirst of fresh blood from still pulsating veins she’d come to know so well, the one that had made her an outsider to the simpler joys of life. This was something... different. Something human.She could feel saliva starting to build up in her mou
In Alpha Qillalon’s room…The room was dark, cloaked in a soft amber glow cast by flickering sconces on the stone walls. Dust motes swirled lazily in the stale air, disturbed by Quillion's first breath in what felt like an eternity.His eyes fluttered open, their sharp silver irises gleaming like molten steel as they adjusted to the half-light. His body felt heavy and stiff as if the days of slumber had left an echo of time in his bones. But the moment of disorientation was brief; his instincts flared to life with a sharp clarity.He pushed himself upright, his long dark hair spilling over his shoulders. The silken robes over his frame shimmered faintly with the runes woven into their fabric. His gaze swept the chamber, a silent predator assessing his domain. The room bore the mark of his legacy—tapestries of battles long past, shelves of ancient tomes, and an ornate staff resting in its cradle near the grand window. But there was one glaring absence."Qilli..." he whispered, his voic
Vesper resumed her journey to her unknown destination. She’s not even sure what got into her when she asks Carmilla and Elijah to join her in the fight she's uncertain of attending. She clenched her aching chest and lowered her head. She could no longer bear the longing, “May…be… I do care for him and genuinely like him…” She whispered in the air. The coldness of the wind seemed to remind her of her lonesome life.Mindlessly she found herself in front of the saloon again. She spun around and made a beeline for the opposite side, but there was a nagging feeling in her urging her to see Baltazar one last time. She moved her feet back to the saloon’s direction as she smiled faintly. When she entered, the three young vampires were still there talking to Baltazar as if asking for more information about her.Their eyes met, and the young vampires immediately left the place. Almost stumbling on the floor, the door, and the cold pavement outside. She could hear the loud pounding of their h
In the Citadel Headquarters command center.Alpha Barkus stared at the flickering monitor, his face darkening as the last footage from the mercenary’s live camera before they got blown out by explosives played out. The feed was shaky, the view obstructed by debris and flashes of light. Then, there it was—the unmistakable silhouette of Citadel Manor, its spires piercing the night sky. The image was clear enough to make his jaw tighten.Beta Lisara, standing at his side, leaned in closer. “Citadel Manor,” she murmured, her voice low and dangerous. “They’re planning an attack, aren’t they?”Alpha Barkus’s eyes narrowed as the screen shifted, showing the maps. Arrows and marks scrawled across the image pointed directly at the manor’s defenses and weak points.“They’ve been planning this for a while,” Alpha Barkus growled. His fists clenched at his sides. “But why the Citadel manor and not the Headquarters?”Beta Lisara’s gaze hardened. “It's less guarded. No humans in sight within the mano
The headlights of the black truck cut through the deepening dusk as Rico and his friends drove Vesper. They followed the winding dirt road to the ranch. Memories surged into her with every mile. Soon they reached the entrance of the ranch. "You can drop me on the arch," Vesper demanded with a cold, menacing voice.Rico slammed the break immediately, as he was eager to get her out of the car. She stepped out of the front passenger seat.She closed the door with great strength, and it made the whole car shake and the window glass shattered instantly.The 3 young vampires gasped in fright. They thought the car would roll down the road."Why is she so strong?" Rico asks via a mental link to his friends.Ron gulps down slowly. "Don't ask me, dude. You're the one who said we could have fun with her because she smells like a newly turned vampire. No new vampire has eyes like hers." He replied in fear. He could feel cold sweat forming on his back.While Jericho remains silent as he pees hims
The wind carried whispers of the past, sweeping across the barren plains as Vesper continued to walk into the remnants of Adobe Walls, Texas. The town wasn’t much—a ghost of its former self—but its echoes held stories she needed to remember.It was a ghost town in the eyes of humans and the government, but now it has become a haven for vampires like her. She rummaged in her pocket, took one of the rings out, and wore it in her forefinger. It immediately altered her scent. “For protection,” she mumbled, then her attention landed on the other ring in her pocket—The ring for the mental link. One call and she knew Qillalon would be running to her like a wild beast hungry for her attention. She smiled bitterly as she hid the mental link ring. She resumed walking, her boots crunching against the gravel. The air smelled of mesquite and history, the kind of scent that clung to you like an old memory. She adjusted the brim of her hat, shielding her face from the sinking moonlight, and scann
Inside Elder Mauritius’ chamber, the smell of aged parchment and burned incense is in the air. The Elder is trying to calm the chaos in his mind.But none could pacify the flickering fire inside him.The Elder sat in his cushioned office chair, his form stooped and frail, yet his piercing eyes burned with the sharpness of a man who had seen too much.Around his neck hung a necklace hidden under his thick clothing. Its delicate gold chain seemed almost alive as it glimmered faintly in the warm light, and the pendant—a beautifully decorated vial that contains concentrated nightshade mixed with vervain—looked as though it had been crafted by a master artisan. But the object held an ominous venom. A venom he prepared for Vesper in case she goes rogue.He discreetly felt the vial under his clothes, “So she’s not coming back?” He uttered his voice sounding conflicted rather than relieved. He should be happy, but knowing that they are still in the dark about the Headmaster’s plan, it's bett
In the dead of night.The fire crackled low on the hearth, casting flickering shadows across the wooden walls of Delta Sevy's room. Outside, the wind howled, but inside, Delta Sevy was trapped in the grip of a dream—a nightmare that seemed too vivid to be anything but real.It was the Troll attack again.He saw the chaos, heard the guttural roars of the Trolls, and felt the pounding of his heart as he fought to save Vesper from the troll's grasp. But this time, his dream focused more on Vesper’s subtle movements.His dream replayed how she removed her ring and her scent hit him first: rich and dark, an intoxicating mix of earth and metal, tinged with something sharp and unnatural. Then came her strength—unnatural, otherworldly. He saw her lift a Troll twice her size and hurl it like it weighed nothing. And finally, those eyes—obsidian black, as if they absorbed the moonlight instead of reflecting it.In his dream, a voice whispered through the chaos—a revelation so shocking that Delta