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In a distant facility in the heart of Pennsylvania.Jacques, a young high-level wizard, hastily ran to the headmaster's quarters with a jovial, menacing grin on his lips. “In your face Gertrude Fallis,” he mumbled to himself.The tussle of his long black robe dances in sync with his movements. His mid-length black hair was braided in a French style, making him appear relaxed and friendly, but deep inside his blue eyes, he couldn't hide the pressure, the sleepless nights, and the uneasiness he'd been feeling recently.But not today—today is different. His magic finally possessed someone useful.After months of failed attempts to shake the Citadel manor, he finally has a break.He knocked on the headmaster’s door, and he was soon permitted to enter.Inside the chamber is a well-equipped medical room filled with machines that are usually present in the hospital.The buzzing apparatus, IV drips, and monitor all surround the lavish bed in the middle of the room.“What brings you here at thi
“I want to stay here a little longer but…” Vesper lowered her gaze to the sleeping young Qillalon on the sofa, “The Qillalon I know needs help.”“You’re stepping out?” Samara asks.Vesper nodded, “But before that, I need to speak to Lazarus and I need your help to test something…” She let her words linger.Without a shadow of a doubt, Samara agreed. With that, Vesper made her way to the guest room where Lazarus was patiently waiting for her.CONCURRENTLY…In Citadel Manor…The recently corrupted Eleanor headed to Elder Mauritius's room.She knocks on the door and the Elder lets her in.She bowed her head to the Elder, acting as if nothing was wrong with her. “What do you need, Eleanor?” The Elder asks.“I want to be part of the Citadel again.” She said as she slowly knelt in front of the Elder.Elder Mauritius squinted his eyes, observing her movements, trying to guess what she was up to.“I must say you are a strong wolf, no doubt, but…” He sighed deeply, “You’ve done too much ruckus
In a distant facility in Pennsylvania...As per request, Jacques stayed in the room as the Headmaster wanted to hear the real-time updates.“Headmaster, our little pawn is now part of Hercule Perrimont’s pack,” he declared happily.Planning how he will get back to Quillion and Mauritius once he gets a hold of the research for the regenerating medicine that will bring him back to his younger self, vowing to his fallen comrades that he will finish the job they started. "We annihilated the council of Vampires and all the old blood. We only need to kill the Elders and the Mafia lord," he said to himself while staring at the photo on his nightstand showing a group of young men and women in military uniform holding high-caliber guns while a white wolf was lying dead in front of them.The beeping and buzzing sound of the machines chimes with syncing glee, “Finally, good news after all the failed attempts you tried.” The headmaster says with a faint smile on his face.Jacques couldn't help bu
Delta Selene was tossing and turning in the bed. The black shadow she saw looming around Eleanor was keeping her wide awake. “What I saw was real, right?” She asks herself as she stares blankly at the ceiling. Her heart was pounding loudly in her chest. Nervous for a reason she couldn't explain. She starts biting her nails in unease as cold sweats form on her forehead. The nagging feeling is howling inside her waiting to be let out.She was so immersed in her thoughts that she got up from bed and started pacing in the room when suddenly the nightstand lampshade was switched on, startling her immediately that she almost stumbled onto the floor. She'd been thinking too much, forgetting that her mate was inside the room with her, and she had just disturbed his slumber.“Selene, it's one in the morning. Go back to sleep.” Alpha Cain suggested. His voice is dry and raspy, and he is obviously half asleep. She sighed deeply and sat on the bed, hands clenched in puzzlement. Alpha Cain no
Eleanor knocks on Qillalon’s door multiple times but no one answers. “Where are you?” She asks herself as she switches on her wolf senses, trying to locate him but to no avail. His scent had already scattered in the air. She soon opens a mental link to speak to Alpha Mercimer, who tells her that Qillalon was sent on a mission. She heaves a sigh of relief thinking that Vesper is not with him. She swiveled around the hallway when she was sure no one was watching. She pried open Qillalon’s door and entered it. She inhaled his scent in his room and lay on his bed. She hugged his pillows and nestled herself in his blanket, savoring every aroma he had left. Imagine the old days when she slept in his arms. His warm body touched her skin and his contagious smile with his perfect white teeth. She smiled from ear to ear, but her happiness soon ended when she caught another scent in the room. Her face slowly contorted in an unusual way. Her face was disfigured with a conflicting distortion
“So Adrian?” A familiar voice muttered. Vesper spun around. Her eyes widened in shock, she didn't notice him approaching, “Hey, huh? You’re awake.” She uttered in surprise. He nodded with a grin on his lips.Soon, he handed her the ring back and began talking via a mental link.“How did you find me?” She asks curiously.“I have a mate radar.” He commented playfully.She smiled, seeing that he was as happy as before and the color on his face was back to normal."I tried calling you via mental link only to hear my father on the other line.” He said.She laughs, “That’s awkward.”“It is,” he replied merrily.“Gertrude gave my ring to him while we were asleep,” she explains.He glanced away and asked her again awkwardly, “Sooo… Adrian is your first love?”She shrugged, “I guess. He is this really nice boy. The first time I laid eyes on him. I felt that I could do good. The innocence he brought is just—”She hasn't finished his sentence when he suddenly silences her with kisses out of jea
Vesper and Qillalon are caught in the moment when suddenly they hear a gut-wrenching shriek. Startling them both. They are so preoccupied with their lustful encounter that they never notice there’s another person in the dimly lit room.Qillalon and Vesper slowly moved to the bed and their eyes widened in surprise when they saw Eleanor lying naked on the bed.“What are you doing? How could you cheat on me, Qilli? After all, I’ve sacrificed to convince Zane to let me go.” Eleanor yelled in disdain, acting as if she'd been wronged. She started crying, “Didn’t you like our intercourse earlier? That you need to take this poor excuse of a human.” She clamored deliriously, trying her best to sow discord between Vesper and Qillalon.Clueless that the two were together almost 100% of the time.Qillalon’s lips quivered in confusion and an undeniable tension was in the air.“What the fuck?” These were the only words Vesper could utter as her eyes moved around Eleanor’s body and saw marks on he
Pennsylvania…Jacques wanted to keep the incident that happened to Eleanor a secret from the headmaster, but before he could even come up with a lie, the headmaster saw through him.“What’s the issue this time?” He said, his voice was weak. Despite that, there was a menacing tone to it that Jacques understood immediately that he must tell the truth.Hearing no response from Jacques, the headmaster got angry, “Didn’t you hear me, boy?” He said with an annoyed voice.Cold sweat formed on Jacques's forehead, and he swallowed slowly, “It’s our pawn, Eleanor. She went inside Alpha Qillalon’s rooms to create a ruckus between him and his mate.”The headmaster’s brows furrowed. “The wolf from the rare bloodline. Because of this illness, I almost forgot about him.” He said to himself.“Make sure to keep the pawns aligned. Our main goal is to enter the digital room and get a copy of their research. Once I’m healed, we’ll take over everything they have.” He exclaimed raspily.The idea got him so
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