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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
“What had gotten into you? Are you out of your mind, Velmont?” Gertrude mumbled under her breath. “Vesper is already on the brink of death, and you took blood from her to save an Omega?” She added that they drove out of the manor to go to the city and get blood from Anthony Falls, Vesper’s blood donor.Velmont frowned as Gertrude's loud voice started to get on his nerves, “Would you shut up, please. I didn’t like what I did, but Vesper said she did not want anyone to die anymore. Do you think that Gamma would survive if Vesper did not give him her blood?" he explains with a hint of sorrow in his voice.Gertrude gasped. "What has gotten into her? She was not like that when we met her. She is this weird selfish gal that only thinks of feeding and crushing things around her." She commented, her voice contained shock.Velmont heaves deeply. He was about to speak, but Gertrude beat her to it."Is it because of the magic I have used? Have I used so much magic on her that it altered her mood
Velmont's simple gesture rendered nothing. Gertrude tried to think of another way to make the Alpha leave the room.She spoke to Velmont through the mental link once more, “Listen to me and listen closely. I need you to start a commotion about something that could make Alpha Qillalon leave this place.” She explains. Her mouth never moved, no voice could be heard coming from her. Even an Alpha with Qillalon’s strength had no idea the two detectives were talking to each other.Velmont’s gaze narrowed, “How am I supposed to do that?” He asked as his eyes twitched in bewilderment.“Women,” Velmont thought to himself.Unbeknownst to Velmont, Alpha Qillalon caught a glimpse of the sudden change in his breathing.“Something is up.” Alpha Qillalon said to himself. “What are these detectives hiding?” He added while looking at Velmont and Gertrude with scrutiny. Shortly, Velmont left.Outside...Velmont was still clueless about how to accomplish the task. The only thing he could think of was to
"What the fuck!?" Gertrude and Alpha Qillalon uttered in unison.They began glancing at each other for an answer, and soon they started to check all the beds and cabinets in the infirmary.Gertrude held her talisman to send a message to Velmont.“This is bad, Velmont.”“No shit!” Velmont exclaimed. His face couldn’t hide his uneasiness.“This is the reason why Vesper only drinks blood directly from the veins. Drawn blood can make her high or worse insane.” He added in worry. “I know. I know we need to find her before Alpha Qillalon or any other wolves do.” Gertrude pointed out. Their mental conversation was soon interrupted when the Alpha spoke. “I’m going to search the forest, but don’t you ever think we are done here? Both of you are hiding something and, whether you like it or not, I’ll know what it was.” He declared. Velmont and Gertrude glanced at each other.“I’m coming with you,” Velmont suggested. “Gertrude, stay here and search the manor.”Gertrude nods.While walking in t
In the dark of night, a young boy was running away from danger. He was breathing profoundly as he reached the first floor of their home. The bodies of what used to be their villa servants were dismembered and scattered on the floor.Leaving high-velocity blood spatter on the white walls and pools of blood all over the place.The boy ran to his mother’s chamber wishing that she was safe. To his utmost dismay, before he could even reach the corridor, he heard his mother's gut-wrenching scream. He stopped dead on his track. Afraid of what lies in his mother’s room, he needs to know. He must know what’s in there. He needed to man up and help his mother.Slowly he mustered the courage to walk to the room, only to find his mother’s lifeless body. Her blood was still gushing from her neck. She had just died. In front of her is a man wielding a bloody sword made of silver and laced with wolfsbane— a deadly combination for their kind. The severity of the danger became suffocating.His eyes
Several more years had passed in the hidden sanctuary where Vesper and Qillalon lived, far from the prying eyes of the world. The once-vibrant Alpha Qillalon had aged gracefully under Vesper’s care. Though he had grown frail, his spirit remained strong, and his love for Vesper never wavered.Vesper, having regained her strength, devoted herself entirely to Qillalon. She hunted food for him when his body grew too weak, shared stories of their past battles, and held his hand as they watched the moon rise together.“Don’t I sicken you? I’m an old man now… You’re kissing an old man.” He said playfully, but Vesper understood the pain in his words.She shook her head, “I would never feel that way. For me, you are as handsome as the day I saw you.”He chuckles lightly, “I’m going to die soon. I can feel it.” He uttered in a weak voice. Fear gnawing deeply in him. He doesn't want to leave her alone.She held his hand tightly, assuring him everything would be fine.He winces in pain. Age had ca
The 76th-floor council hall of the Citadel headquarters was packed, its towering stone walls echoing with murmurs of anticipation. The trial of Elder Mauritius had drawn every faction of wolves aligned with the Citadel. Accused of breaking the rules of the manor, Elder Mauritius stood shackled before the tribunal. His shoulders sagged, but his eyes burned with indignation.Elder Gilgamesh presided over the trial, his voice stern and authoritative as he listed Mauritius's alleged crimes. "Elder Mauritius, you stand accused of allowing vampires and even old blood to enter the Citadel Manor. Do you deny these charges?" he questioned.Elder Mauritius met his gaze calmly. "No."Elder John sighs, "Elder Mauritius, you stand accused of conspiring with the Black Order and betraying the Citadel. Do you deny these charges?"Elder Mauritius's eyes widened in shock but calmly replied, "I do. And I suspect you know the truth, Elder."The crowd gasped, but before Elder Gilgamesh could retort, Elde
The devastating battle in the Citadel manor had ended.It only lasted several hours but the damage and death were massive.500 Hunters. 50 Vampires.100 Werewolves.Gone—all because of a selfish act of a man.The Citadel had claimed victory against the Black Order. The battle had been hard-fought, leaving scars on the land and on those who survived. Yet, despite their triumph, the shadow of the Headmaster lingered. His escape was a bitter reminder that their work was far from done.As the Citadel forces returned to their manor, their celebration was muted by somber news. Among the fallen were two names that carried weight and legend: Vesper, the vampire of Old Blood, and Alpha Qillalon, the purest of wolves. The message spread like wildfire, shaking the Citadel’s ranks and casting a pall over their supposed victory.Despite the help the vampires provided in the war, their objectives were questioned by the Elders in the Headquarters and not only them but also Elder Mauritius.“How co
Quillion and Velmont trudged through the garden, their faces contorted with disgust at the grotesque scene before them. Blood smeared the marble statues, the ground soaked in blood. The white benches were painted red and the air reeked of decay.Velmont gagged, clutching his stomach, while Quillion steadied himself, his sharp senses catching a lingering trace of his son’s scent."They went this way," Quillion growled, his crimson eyes narrowing. Without waiting for Velmont, he dashed toward the Flatlands, where the scent grew stronger with each step.When he arrived, chaos unfolded before him. Alpha Qillalon and Vesper were locked in a fierce battle inside the vehicle with the Headmaster and his hunters. Both looked exhausted. Alpha Qillalon's fur turned red with mixed blood on his flesh.Vesper looked unkempt and as the wind blew in Quillion’s direction, he could smell her burnt skin.The Headmaster shrouded in a dark aura, unleashed devastating attacks, his sinister laughter echoin
The battlefield was a cacophony of chaos and despair, but for Alpha Qillalon, everything else faded when Vesper fell. Her crumpled form lay amidst the smoldering ruins, her obsidian eyes turned lifeless by poison. A guttural roar erupted from his chest, shaking the air as rage consumed him. He dropped to his knees, trembling, but it wasn’t sorrow that overtook him—it was fury.His thunderous growl echoed in the Citadel estate. Quillion’s heart pounded when he heard it. “What was that?” Velmont asks as they make their way to the second floor.“That’s my son. He sounded devastated,” Quillion explains.Velmont swallowed slowly, a knife twisting in his gut. “Vesper,” he mumbled as they continued their voyage to the garden.Outside…Alpha Qillalon, shifted to his wolf form. Bones cracked and stretched, muscles rippled, and his human visage gave way to the majestic and terrifying shape of a wolf. His fur, once streaked with silver, now gleamed a pure, unbroken white, as if reflecting the i
Vesper and Alpha Qillalon returned to the manor, the air thick with the scent of battle. The Black Order pressed against their defenses, relentless in their assault. This time, their goal was clear: to keep the enemy away from the digital room, where critical intelligence lay vulnerable.Vesper’s sharp claws gleamed as she fought alongside Alpha Qillalon, who was flaunting his majestic, powerful wolf form. Their movements synchronized in perfect harmony. Every strike, every step was a testament to their bond, forged in the crucible of countless battles.“Mate, we’ll hold them here,” Qillalon growled, his voice cutting through the cacophony. “They must not move past us.” He declared himself in danger.Suddenly, a shift in the battlefield drew Vesper’s attention. At the edge of the hedge maze, a figure emerged—the Headmaster, clad in dark robes that seemed to ripple with malevolent energy. He stood with an air of superiority, his cold gaze fixed on Vesper.The Headmaster had been watchi
Alpha Cain and Alpha Mercimer turned to their wolf form and carried the wounded and injured on their backs. While Alpha Zane remained in his human form, hugging his wife in his arms. He glanced at his fellow Alphas with an apologetic look as he couldn't offer help with the wounded.Alpha Cain, Mercimer, and Qillalon understood and did not comment on it.The other wolves and vampires help each other out. As they headed to the barracks, Vesper noticed a familiar figure in the crowd. It's Balthazar carrying Jolly on his back while helping Evie to walk.She hid her wings and descended beside him. “Balthazar,” she called out, her voice sorrowful but her eyes expressing death and murder. He stopped walking and so did Evie, “Vesper,” she uttered and gave her a hug. Without a care that her eyes were obsidian black. “They destroyed everything.” She cried out.Vesper shook her head, “They didn’t. As long as we can fight, we can always rebuild a home stronger than the first.” She says with cert
Alpha Zane pushed forward, his heart pounding in sync with the surrounding chaos. The metallic zest of blood filled the air, mixing with the thick smoke from the fires. His claws extended further, his wolf clawing at the edges of his control, demanding to be let loose.As he maneuvered through the battleground, Alpha Zane caught sight of two towering figures in the distance. Through the haze, he recognized Alpha Cain and Alpha Mercimer, their forms lit by the flickering flames.Alpha Cain, a mountain of muscle and fury, slashed through the hunters with his claws, his movements precise and deadly. The hunter's thick armor prevented his sharp claws from wounding them, but his strength was more than enough to damage their suits.His growls rumbled like thunder, each swing of his arm sending hunters flying, dying upon impact. Beside him, Alpha Mercimer fought with a controlled ferocity, his blade slicing through the air with an elegance that belied the brutality of the situation.The two
Alpha Zane blinked his eyes open, the world around him a blurred whirlwind of chaos and fire. His head throbbed painfully, his ears ringing from the deafening blast that had thrown him across the hedge maze. Smoke clung to the air, mingling with the acrid scent of blood and burning wood.“They pushed and cornered us in the hedge maze,” he mumbled. His sharp gaze quickly focused on the devastation unfolding before him. The barricade was breached. The armored vehicle and the tank advanced unconcerned that there were bodies on the ground and some of them were still alive.He saw one of his Delta reaching out to him. His eyes pleaded, but before the Alpha could extend his arm to save his Delta, the armored car ran him over. The Delta’s blood sprays on the Alpha's face.Soon, the hunters swarmed through the breach like a relentless tide, their weapons barking with deadly precision.Wolves howled in pain as they fell, and even the agile vampires couldn’t escape the merciless onslaught. Bodi