Wendigo ~ is a mythological cannibalistic monster. Legend says that Wendigos are humans who were trapped in a cave in winter. When the food and drinks became scarce they turned to cannibalism that soon turned them into monsters. ***DON'T FORGET TO ADD THE STORY TO YOUR LIBRARY, #Comment #Like #SUPPORT #VesperMiles #QillalonVanKirk Feel free to check my other stories here: Hey, Stranger! & Goodbye My Love
Vesper stayed all night inside the detective's chamber with Mauritius as they completed their list and evaluated all the possible views of the case.“So this is the best we could do? Find people we trust instead of locating the traitor?” Vesper voiced out.“Better than nothing,” Velmont pointed out.She scoffed, “When are you planning to let them know?” She asks in concern.Mauritius laughed mockingly, “Why are you afraid Qillalon would hate you?” He stated while crossing his arms. She glared at him. “Shut up, you old man.” She clamored in annoyance. Deep down, he was right. She was scared of losing her mate even though the wolf mating and rejection rules didn’t apply to her, or even if he was the son of the man who abandoned her. She grew fond of Qillalon.She stared at her ring. “It's probably for the best, right?” She asked herself.Gertrude grunted, her head throbbing in pain. She used her magic in the room for too long and hasn’t slept enough.“Stop this quarreling, would you.” S
It was ten in the morning when Alpha Mercimer sent a mental link message to Alpha Qillalon.“Is Vesper with you?” He asks in an angry voice.Alpha Qillalon ignored him as his attention was somewhere else. He had been biting on Vesper’s collarbone and drinking her blood. A punishment that he decided on a whim. He is planning to weaken her till she needs to feed again. He is aware that she needs blood to regain his full strength. When she does, he will prevent her from feeding till she begs and then he will force her to tell him everything. She could sense that his dismay and rage towards her had slightly dissipated. “Too much… You're taking too much…” She says in a pleading voice. She’s fighting the urge to defy him. Her eyes slowly changed to black while her fangs were already out ready to bite him back. “No, stop! You deserve this. Let him do his thing…” She said to herself as she resisted the desire to bite back.He wipes his mouth, “Mercimer asks if you're with me. What did you
When Qillalon, Mercimer, and Vesper arrived, Elder Mauritius, Gertrude, Velmont, Cain, Hercule, Zane, and Eleanor were already seated in the circular conference room.Eleanor was discreetly smiling triumphantly. Anticipating that at any moment, Vesper would be exiled to the Citadel, and her demeanor didn't go unnoticed by Zane. He knew she had done something last night but was unsure what it was. “Sit down.” Elder Mauritius growled dominantly, “Except you!” He added while pointing to Vesper.She sighed, then crossed her arms. She's clearly not impressed by how they handle things.In the meantime, Velmont and Gertrude remained silent and let Mauritius continue.Mercimer and Qillalon sat beside their fellow Alphas. Qillalon can’t help but to glance at Vesper, afraid that his mate might be exiled out of the Citadel. He wanted to speak and fight for her even though deep down he knew she had lied to him multiple times. He could look past it as she was his fated mate.He opened his mouth t
The moment the meeting ends, Alpha Qillalon hurriedly runs to the last known sighting of Wendigo to look for Vesper. He doesn’t want to waste any more time. He wants to know the truth about her. He shifts to his wolf form and runs into the vast forest.Meanwhile…Elder Mauritius spoke privately to Alpha Mercimer.“I’m letting you help with this fight against the Black Order, but that doesn’t mean I’ll let your actions go unpunished. You assaulted those girls—”"— Elder, I did not hurt them…” Alpha Mercimer intervenes.Elder Mauritius glared at him viciously for interrupting while he was talking.Alpha Mercimer’s face turned pale. His hands sweat as they tremble in fear. “I didn’t mean to intervene. I’m sorry, Elder,” he expresses as he bows his head.Elder Mauritius hit Alpha Mercimer lightly in the head. “Unshit yourself, boy. Do you know that Vesper asked me for your head, and I am this close to giving it to her.” He exclaimed while motioning to Alpha Mercimer how his patience was a
Alpha Qillalon continued with his journey in the forest. His movements were rash, swift, and clouded with mixed emotions.There was a burning intensity that resonated deeply with him, a pressing feeling inside him that ached at the idea that Vesper only used him. With that in mind, he began to consider that what he felt towards her might be the result of her ploy, and being his fated mate was just a coincidence.CONCURRENTLY…Alpha Zane stood in front of Elder Mauritius as he gave his report to him.“Are you sure about this, Zane? Isn't there anything that could be done?” Elder Mauritius asks in concerned as he can see the agony in Zane's eyes.Zane furrowed his brows, “She remained silent after I set her free. She had no questions about the divorce papers. I’ll take her silence as a sign of agreement.” He answered in pain. Elder Mauritius sighed and patted his nephew's back. “How are you feeling?” He asked in concern.Zane lowered his head and stared blankly at the floor, “I’m okay,
Vesper’s eyes widened in surprise at how scary an Alpha could be if they were in full fight mode. “So that is how strong he is…” She said to herself while following their moves.She could see the fear in the Wendigo’s eyes, a rare sight to witness.The Wendigo tried to outrun Qillalon, but it couldn’t.Qillalon was fast approaching and in one swift motion, he grabbed the Wendigo by the head using his sharp claws, forcing it to tumble off the ground.From there Qillalon continued to pound at it mercilessly. Its blood gushed out and splattered all around the trees, soaking the Alpha’s black fur, and adding a whole new level of terror to his beastly features.Qillalon stomped on its chest, neck, and head as if the Wendigo were just a toy. Its sharp antler-like horns were no match for Qillalon’s 10-foot pile of beastly furred muscle. The Wendigo tried to sink in its teeth and claws, but the Alpha’s thick fur and hardened muscles prevented its sharp fangs and nails from digging into his
~“I’m a Vampire…”~Vesper’s words kept repeating in Qillalon’s mind like a broken record.His face conveys surprise and confusion. He is unsure if what he heard was right.He laughs awkwardly, “Why do you keep on lying to me?” He asks in pain. “It’s the truth.” She uttered in a soft guilty voice.He shook his head in uncertainty.She clenched the hem of her shirt, "Now you know what I am. What do you want to do?" She asked as she crossed her arms in unease. He was too stunned to speak. She starts pacing while biting her nails. His silence is killing her, "You're an Alpha; you need an offspring, and I'm a Vampire. Vampires can't have kids. You know how we are. This mating thing won’t work." She explains. He groaned and opened his mouth but couldn’t form any words. She smiled bitterly as she saw the shock on his face, "Do you know what else? I’ve been 21 years old since 1918. I'll stay like this forever. Meanwhile, you'll grow old and die. We need to end it now. So you could have a
“Feeling better now?” Alpha Qillalon asks as Vesper continues sinking her teeth into his neck, sucking everything she can get.She slowly moved away from his pulsating veins and nodded. “Yeah,” she uttered through her sharp blood-filled fangs. “Sorry, did I drink too much again?” He shook his head, “Nah, why did you change your mind?” He asked in concern. “Are you not afraid to feel my emotions or see my memories through dreams?” He added as he wiped the blood from her lips.She smiled faintly, “I’d rather see and experience that than see the sorrow in your eyes.” She explained.He smiled merrily. “I wish I could also see your memories.” He hoped. That moment the words left his mouth, a blinding light followed by a blaring thunder boomed in the sky. Both of them had a startled look at each other's eyes and began laughing."Be careful what you wish for. It might anger the gods, Alpha." She said playfully.He held her hand and stared directly into her gray eyes, “Can I ask you somethin
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