“Why would I even have his child, professor? Is it not enough that I love him and he loves me too?” Charlene innocently asked. “You are as naive as your mother, Charlene. I see that you get that from her too. Your eyes, your nose… you look just like your mother when she was young,” “You could die if anything goes wrong in the pregnancy, Charlene,” “I am not pregnant, Professor. Where is the problem now?” The professor looked at her and sighed… “So you did not even realize that,” “You are four weeks pregnant, Charlene,” Ellis informed her of what Valiar told her when he examined Charlene the first time. It was a hunch that she had when she found the woman in that cave, but to think that her hunch was right. Charlene is conceiving a Lycan Prince… A Lycan King’s child. “What are the odds,” Ellis thought to herself and sat beside Charlene who looked pale after hearing the news. “I thought she would be happy to hear it after hearing her say she loves the prince,” “And I want to asses
Charlene’s Point of View I don’t know how long I have been walking in the middle of the forest. I am slowly losing my consciousness and though I have let it before, I cannot let it now. Not when I learned that I am not living for myself alone. I did something. I did something that I don’t know how I did until I regained my senses. I just saw multiple men in black lying in pain on the floor… and I think I did that to them… just like what happened when I was five. When I was five… my parents thought that I have no memory of that day but that is still as vivid as if it had happened yesterday. That day that I decided to run away from the family because I overheard my father and his friend— who I have later known as the King— talk about my situation. “What do you mean a defect? How dare you— Pardon me, Your Highness, but even if you are my ruler, I cannot just accept this kind of atrocious judgment! This is unacceptable. How could you come here of your own volition and just call my daug
Charlene’s Point of View “What is your name?” “Why should I tell you that? You are a stranger,” I looked around and chuckled, “I thought you are the stranger,” “We are both strangers,” “So you won’t tell me your name?” “I won’t,” “Fine. I’ll tell you mine though,” “Do what you want. I don’t care. I am not here because of you. I just thought I smelled a Lycan—” “Why are you looking for a Lycan?” He stared at me and then averted his gaze, “Why should I tell a stranger that?” “My name is Charlene Samarah Adams,” “I know,” he replied, looking at me with firm eyes. “You know me, how? How do you know who I am? What are you doing here? No way. Were you following me? I am telling you, I do not have money on me!” I blurted out of panic. “Shut it, Charlene. You make my ears pop,” he said. He squeezed his eyes as if that really hurt his eardrums. How sharp are his senses that he had that stern look on his face? So he really does know me… who the hell is this kid? How does he know
Charlene’s Point of View “Are you okay now?” “I feel fine even without your help,” “Then you should have not grabbed on my arm earlier,” “You went near me!” “I was trying to be a good person!” “You already are, though? Why try so hard? Do you really think people will like you for being a good person? No. They will take advantage of you. Remember that, Charlene. You cannot be good to everyone. You cannot help anyone. Not when you cannot even help yourself,” “You are one to talk when you get back to me when I was out of my mind,” I let out a chuckle. I glanced at him but his expression was different. He was not even looking at me. It was as if he was looking elsewhere, but I followed his gaze and nothing was there. Where is he looking? What is he seeing? I want to ask him but he looked so serious that I cannot meddle between his consciousness and his sub right now. I sat beside him until he grabbed my arm and ran away. “Hey! Hey! Stop! You can’t just drag me like this!” I shoute
Hunters are humans that formed an organization to hunt werewolves. They possess different abilities from combat to strategy just to fight off werewolves and kill them— they just wanted a payback for what happened to their families. This has been a prolonged issue between the kingdoms since the human king could not do anything about these rebels. After all, werewolves killed their families with no remorse for whatever humanity they have. The ruthless werewolves killed everyone from children to elders… not minding their genders… they killed them… brutally killed them. Some even said that the internal organs were eaten though it had been a legend since a werewolf ate a human. “You should speak now of your intentions in lurking inside the dark forest before they torture both of you. And let me tell you— they are ruthless to a werewolf, and they do not see any difference with the Lycans though you never really did anything to us,” Charlene stared at the child who visited their cellar.
Charlene’s Point of View I stared at the man… What the hell did he ever do to have been granted that kind of misery? There should be no one in this world that is given that life. There should be no one innocent like he was when he was a child that deserves to live that way. Now… I can slowly understand why they ruin towns in our kingdom. Why they kill the werewolves in our cellars. Why they never kill small werewolves… I thought it was odd. I thought they were just a bunch of brutes that kill innocent lives but upon hearing his story. I now know that he has his reasons for what he did and what he’s about to do in the near future. I understand now. The man put back on his mask. And he stood up to kill the torch, “And now I’m here… I know you don’t really have to hear my story— it’s just that you should understand that we do not kill without any reason… and humans have that saying. Eye for an eye. Tooth for a tooth. I apologize for you two getting dragged to this place though it was
“Are you freaking kidding me? Run without you? After seeing you cough blood!? Do you really think I could run away without you, huh? Hahh!??” Charlene shouted at Elliot who was now sitting on the ground because his legs had given up. “Die with me then,” he laughed, wiping the blood off his mouth with the hem of his shirt. Charlene looked at him with eyes full of concern. “How sick are you? Why did you go to the forest? Stop lying about looking for your mother! There is nothing in that forest but monsters. You are not a monster’s child, are you?” Charlene tried to lessen the tension that is slowly building up between them because of the situation they are in. “I’m bound to die when I was a baby,” “What?” “When I was born, my mother left me in this forest to die… My father told me so. I never really met my mother even once. I was adopted by the Vampire Prince because my mother was a close friend of his. I lived in his mansion near the borders so that the Vampire Queen would not harm
Elliot looked at Charlene after he was transferred to a different spot in an instant. “How the hell is she so good with magic?” he thought to himself and saw that Charlene was looking at him. Her eyes… She always has the eyes that tell everything that is going on in her head. Elliot shook his head. “No. No. Charlene! No! Charlene!” “Charlene! —” he was still shouting but he was in a different yet familiar place now— in front of a man that was surprised and worried seeing him. “Elliot! Where have you been? I was looking for you everywhere! What the hell happened? Is that blood on you? Did something happen? Where the hell did you even go?” Prince Valier scanned his son from head to toe. He has minimal injuries but knowing his son— Elliot must be in great pain right now. “This is not the time to worry about me, Father,” he said. Prince Valier furrowed his brows and looked at Elliot. “You shouted her name… what happened? And you used the scroll— were you with her? Were you with Charle