Officer Ralph's Pov I sat in my living room, surrounded by a pile of file reports, my tired eyes scanning through the pages. I had been tirelessly investigating the series of gruesome murders that has plagued the city ever since the stranger's transformation, leaving behind a trail of blood and terror. The murder had reduced but I was hell-bent on finding out who or what the cannibal is. Just as I was about to delve deeper into another report, my phone rang shrilly, jolting me from my concentration. I quickly picked it up, my heart pounding with anticipation. It was a call from one of my colleagues, informing me about the discovery of an underground bunker in the woods.My pulse quickened. The underground bunker was eerily reminiscent of the hideout used by the mysterious individual I had been tirelessly tracking. I wasted no time. I grabbed my coat, badge, and a flashlight, and rushed to my patrol car. The engine roared to life as I sped toward the woods, mymind filled with a m
Kathrine's Pov "Where are you dressed like this?" "To the training ground where wolves pick a new leader""Better choose a better wolf that will become the Alpha soon" I ignored her and left. My mother has a way of making me feel bad. How is it my fault? The training grounds of the FangBlood pack was a sprawling area of open field, the moon casting its glow upon the werewolves gathered to witness the contest between Keith and Panther, another member of the Red Wolves. The anticipation crackled in the air as the two formidable warriors prepared to engage in a test of strength and skill.Keith, the tall and powerful werewolf with silver fur, projected serene assurance. In preparation for the impending conflict, he flexed his claws and stretched his limbs, releasing his muscles. His every movement showcased the grace and power inherent in his werewolf form.Panther, on the other hand, was a compact and wiry werewolf, his fur a deep shade of midnight black. His eyes gleamed with a f
Officer Ralph's Pov I stood outside the City Morgue, exhaling my visible breath in the chilly morning air. I stared at my black chain wristwatch, waiting anxiously for the arrival of Dr. Steph. Our paths had crossed before, back when we were both investigating the mysterious cannibal. Now, we were about to embark on a crucial journey together. Dr. Steph had promised to help and I was hell-bent on finding out what mysterious animal was plaguing the whole city. While I waited, I put a call through to the station, "Hello, do we have anything?" I said over the phone. "Nothing yet, Ralph. The city is quiet and calm. The boys are on watch though for any suspicious activity," the voice over the phone responded."Alright. Thank you. Let me know if anything comes up," I responded and ended the call.As the doors swung open, revealing Dr. Steph in a white lab coat, I greeted her with a nod. We exchanged a brief smile."Dr. Steph, thank you for having me," I said, my voice laced with a mix
Officer Ralph's Pov It was Dr. Steph called me back to the morgue and I had to turn back. There must be something serious. "So where did you say this led us to?" "After examining all of the bodies, although this might not be the work of the cannibal we are looking for but is suspicious, the bodies of the previous ones over the months had this mark by their waist. They had an opening by the neck like they were hanged," Dr. Steph explained, showing me pictures from her laptop. "Like meat to be butchered?" I asked, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. "Exactly!" So are you thinking what I am thinking?" Dr. Steph said."Not exactly. Put me on track," I answered, more curious than earlier. "A slaughterhouse. The victims had already been killed but they were taken to the slaughterhouse where their blood was drained and also the missing flesh on parts of their skin," Dr. Steph explained. "Oh my God, it's like extracting food," I said.I and Dr. Steph exchanged a determined glance, our
Officer Ralph's Pov I sat in my dimly lit office, my mind consumed with thoughts of the ongoing investigation into the mysterious werewolf attacks. As I thought about the most recent events, the mood was tense. A knock on my door prevented me from leaving as I was about to stand up.I called, "Come in." A uniformed officer with a sealed packet in his hand entered the space. "Officer Ralph, this just arrived for you," he said, extending the envelope toward me. My curiosity piqued as I took the envelope and examined it. I quickly tore open the package and removed its contents, a report that had been expertly drafted.My eyes widened in wonder as I read the report. The analysis results revealed that the drop of blood found at the slaughterhouse belonged to a man named Louis. The revelation sent a shiver down my spine. Louis was no ordinary name; I remembered the family were one secretive family to be scared of.I wasted little time after recognizing the seriousness of the circumsta
Dylan’s POV.I woke up grumpy from sleeping for almost a day. My palms closed over my face as my mouth opened in a yawn.A satisfactory grin as I stood from the bed, heading into the bathroom. A nice warm bathtub greeted me with its steam saturating the area. I smiled despite myself, a bounce in my movements as I walked over to the bathtub.My clothes fell off my shoulders in one quick move. I slid into the bathtub, feeling the heat of the water open my pours, absorbing its warmth. I let out a moan, throwing my head backwards as I sank to the bottom of the tub.The walk outside was dreary as I walked into the dining. Devin sat at one end with his hands under his jaw, locked in thought. I walked over to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. I moaned into his ears.He was up and standing in moments, startled and with a look of surprise. I laughed at his reaction as the kitchen maid and servants stopped to stare at us, returning to their duties, when they realized it was me playing a pran
Officer Ralph's Pov It was just about midnight, I was seated on the leather couch in my apartment , reflecting on the things that had happened; the werewolf attack, meeting Dr. Steph, Louis, the death of Dr. Steph and more when I suddenly heard footsteps right outside my house.“Who’s there?” I called out.There was no response. I got off the couch slowly and carefully. I searched around for my gun but couldn’t find it. At this point, I heard the sounds again and this time I saw shadowy figures pass across the window. “Who is there?” I asked aloud but there was no response still. As the mysterious sounds and shadowy figures continued to unsettle me, I felt an increasing sense of urgency to investigate. I moved outdoors, gingerly stepping into the cool night air, determined to find the cause of the commotion.With my heart racing, I surveyed my surroundings with my eyes. The roadway was completely silent and ghostly, showing no traces of life. My ears were straining as I listened
Officer Ralph's Pov The door flew open… "Ralph, I think you need to slow down on your investigation so that you won't lose your life in the process'' Officer Clarkson said but noticed that I wasn't mentally present. "Ralph! Ralph!" As he touched me on my shoulder, I quickly sprung up on my feet like someone who had been stung by a bee. My heart raced as I turned, only to see Officer Clarkson. I breathed out heavily. The fear on my face was very obvious that Clarkson had to ask. "Look! I have not been myself since after that incident. How could my laptop go missing just like that? I don't even have what to use for my work anymore" "Ralph, is the laptop more important than your life?" "Clarkson, you don't understand it. That laptop is where I store my information. All the investigations I have carried out are on that laptop. How do you expect me to work without it?" Clarkson drew closer to me with his hand in his pocket, looking straight into my eyes. "I will advise you to back of