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"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
Velmont was uneasy. He was worried. “Vesper had been gone for more than 24 hours and the only thing good about this is no one seems to be missing aside from her. We could assume she went to the town and went to Tony for blood. Velmont reasoned as he put his stuff into his backpack and planned to make a trip to the city.”Gertrude could only nod and wait at the Citadel manor just in case she arrived or someone had gone missing. “We have an insane hungry creature lurking in a place littered with wolves. I'm starting to believe it's not a good choice to bring her kind here. Given that Mauritius will definitely hate us for this.” Gertrude commented.He sighs in distress, “We did it to solve the case and we got Vesper in our control it just so happened that she was attacked and we need to make it a secret that she needs blood. Aside from that, everything's going well. No more dead Omegas and we are nearing to see the big picture. What we need to know now is the inside person. That will b
Inside Alpha Qillalon’s room.“You marked her?” Quillion shouted in disappointment. “Why?”Qillalon shrugs, “I actually don’t know. There’s this nagging feeling I can’t stop thinking of her and when she gets into trouble I can’t help to lose myself."Quillion held his son’s shoulders firmly. “Listen to me and listen closely. I want you to reject her and break the bond.” Qillalon frowned, “No–”“—You have to.” Quillion roared at him. “You don’t know her—”“—And you do?” Qillalon inquired as he intently stared at his father. Quillion was at his wit's end. He wanted to tell his son the truth, but he knew it wouldn’t change his son’s mind. Instead of rejecting Vesper, he knew his son would hate him more for abandoning her in the Gobi Desert. On the other hand, if he tells Mauritius about Vesper and Mauritius kills her, his son might die with her. He didn't know what to do when suddenly Qillalon told him a detail that made him realize something. MEANWHILE…Inside the detectives' room…“
Vesper growled and swiftly held Quillion’s neck. She’s planning to break it.“What if I just kill you now and throw your body where no one would find it, in case someone did, we could simply blame it on the Omega killer.” She proposes. Quillion changed to his wolfish eyes. “I never saw her coming. Am I too old or is she really this strong?” He asks himself as he acts cool while staying alert.“Vesper!” Velmont shouted. “Unhand him.”“Why? Is he that important to this investigation?” Vesper exclaimed.Gertrude sighed deeply and then clasped her hands. “Velmont, maybe it's time to tell her everything," she said.Vesper gritted her teeth and stared at Velmont, waiting for him to speak.“Let him go, and I’ll tell you everything about it.” He demanded.Gradually, Vesper let go of Quillion. “Let's sit this one out,” Gertrude suggested.Soon Velmont finally told them what they learned from their investigation.“We need all the help we can get. We need to catch a bigger and stronger enemy ou
Eleanor was pacing back and forth in the guest bedroom, “How could Qillalon mark that weak Omega when I'm already in the process of breaking things up with Zane? Did Qilli forget I’m his true love?” She yelled internally. Shortly after, someone knocked on the door.“Come in,” she yelled, feeling aggrieved.“Eleanor, I heard the rumors, are they true?” Delta Selene asked eagerly.“Yes,” Eleanor replied with anger in her voice.Delta Selene sighed profoundly, “I guess our plan to throw Vesper out of the manor is no longer possible.” She pointed out in relief.“It's still a go, but I’m afraid it will be trickier,” Eleanor remarked as her eyes darkened."Are we still going to use Alpha Mercimer’s cufflinks?" Selene asked.Eleanor nodded.“But is that enough for him to reject her?” She thought to herself.MEANWHILE…At Alpha Qillalon’s Chamber…Vesper was sulking. She hated that they tricked her into taking the blood oath, “The only good thing I got in this blood oath is the reality that
Vesper cautiously removed Alpha Qillalon’s arms around her, but before she could get out of bed he grabbed her again, “Go back to sleep. I’ll try to return before you wake up,” she whispered in his ear coaxingly. He grunted and let go of her hand. She picked up her clothes that were scattered on the floor and quietly wore them.She went to the infirmary with Alpha Qillalon’s scent all over her body. She didn’t need to speak to tell anyone what happened during her stay in his room.“I’m literally sleeping with the son of my enemy.” She said under her breath.“But what can I do? I feel what he feels, and it's so fucking good— It’s addicting. I can’t get enough of it.” She sighs in disappointment. “This case needs to be closed soon or else this ring…” She mumbles as she stares at the ring on her forefinger. “Will make me more vulnerable to emotions and this might be the death of me.” She mumbles as she bites her lower lip. Imagining all the things he made her feel. She can’t help but b
Elder Mauritius was sitting quietly in his study room when suddenly someone knocked on the door. Without any delay, he permitted the person to enter the room.“What brings you here, Cain?” The elder asks in curiosity.Alpha Cain gulps down slowly. Even with his massive burly build, he still finds himself afraid of the old man in front of him.“It's about the probies that reached 1 month,” Alpha Cain expresses.“What about them?” The elder questioned as he motioned for the Alpha to sit.“I know there were tragedies from left and right, but despite that, I think my probies deserve a small moving-up ceremony inside the Citadel Manor.” The Alpha explains as he fidgets in his seat like a child asking his parents for a party.Elder Mauritius narrowed his gaze and sighed deeply. “Sure. When are you planning this move up?” he asked casually.“I was hoping once Gamma Sevy woke up the doctors said his recovery was promising, and he should wake up any day now. He’s actually one of the reasons wh
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 echoi
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
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 watch
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 cer
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
As the war continues in the Citadel manor. A few battles have been won, but it's far from over.The deadly gas was still in the air, and it was making its way to the second and third floors of the estate. Wolves on the higher floor already did their best to open all the windows and even jump out to save themselves, but it was not enough. The poison had already clung to their clothes and skin and deeply penetrated their flesh.The young vampires under Elijah’s command entered the second floor and tried to save the wolves that were trapped in their chambers.While the Alphas and those who could still fight were in the garden’s hedge maze protecting those who were injured. CONCURRENTLY…Vesper and Alpha Qillalon had arrived at the infirmary to gather medicine and make sure to save the doctors and nurses.When they got there, they saw a mountain of rocks and dirt on the floor mixed with the mangled remains of the wolves that tried to stop them. “Golems…” Alpha Qillalon uttered while cov
In the west wing of the Citadel manor, Velmont dashed through crumbling halls, pursued by towering stone Golems. Each footstep of the massive constructs sent tremors through the ground, debris raining from the ceiling. With him were Delta Sevy and Delta Dimitry, while Gertrude stood her ground, chanting spells of destruction that barely slowed the golems down.Gertrude frowned with exhaustion. “I can’t hold them off much longer!” Gertrude yelled, sweat pouring down her face. "Their power isn’t natural—as they are powered by an ancient relic! It shouldn’t be far from her. Find it and destroy it. It’s the only way to stop them,” she explains as she tosses a gold coin to him. "Use this. It will glow once you're near the relic."Velmont nodded and motioned to the Deltas to follow him, his agile form leaping over rubble as he sprinted deeper into the wing. The golems followed, their glowing eyes fixed on him. As he searched, his sharp instincts guided him to a hidden chamber. Inside, a pede
In the blink of an eye, only three remain standing in the room.The tension in the air was heavy.Quillion and Elder Mauritius abandoned their weapons and turned to their wolf state. They want to finish the fight in their natural form.Assuming that they are at an advantage and victory is within grasp, or so they thought."What a sight we have right now!""An Elder.""A Mafia Lord.""And the Headmaster," he exclaimed while raising his hands as if he was surrendering.Unbeknownst to Quillion and Elder Mauritius, the Headmaster had already planned everything, and they had just walked right to it.The moment they got near him. Landmines start blowing up, throwing sharp cards of silver, easily penetrating their skin. Despite the explosion and flying shards, the Headmaster's armor remained untouched.Two strong wolves lay on the bloodied floor wincing in pain. Even with the damaging wounds on their flesh and their fur soaking in blood, the two old wolves still emanate dominating power.The