Vlad's secretary appears lurking in the doorway of Orfeus' room.- Sir, everything is ready. The General wants to speak to you.Vlad gets up and Orfeus looks at his father and his untouched drink.“Fuck, drink that shit before you leave.” – he thinks.Vlad was about to put the glass down, but then he kept it in his hand.- I'll take it with me. As for you, you are free again. I'll remove the guards.Vlad, with the glass in hand, leaves his son's room, dismisses the guards, and follows his secretary.When they arrive at the throne room, the secretary asks:- Do you want me to keep your drink until my lord finishes the meeting?Vlad looks at the drink and then at the secretary. He needed a drink, but he wasn't going to drink at the moment.- It's of the best quality. You can drink it if you want. I don't want it anymore.Vlad hands over the glass and enters the throne room, leaving the secretary outside.The Secretary's nerves were so upset that he didn't even hesitate. He drinks the en
Vlad was furious. The time for the departure to attack the mutts' pack had arrived and no one had been able to find Orpheus. It wasn't enough that Romeo was in an uncertain part, either by his own will or kidnapped by the mutts, now Orpheus was missing without facing punishment. Vlad knew that much of Orpheus's fault for being like this was his, but deep down he also knew that he was ambitious and had a bad character.Apparently, he had a son who wanted him dead. No, a son that had tried to kill him. There was no crime more heinous than trying to kill the king. How could he forgive Orpheus, simply because he was his son?The orders are explicit, no one sleeps until Orpheus is found. Secret passages, old hiding places, closed rooms, closets, whatever it is, everything must be seen and searched, to ensure that he wasn't hidden there. Vlad knew it was impossible for him to have left the palace. Even with his super speed, he hadn't had time.That his secretary had died was another headach
Flashback- Sir, Claudius is here. – the beta says at the entrance to the door of the king's office.- Make him come in quickly. I'm in a hurry to talk to him.The beta moves aside for Claudius to pass, but when he goes in to close the door, Aethelwulf says:- Alone!The beta freezes looking at the king. It was the first time he had been asked to leave a real meeting. Once again, the man's already wounded heart shatters. He leaves and closes the door behind him, without saying a single word.Claudius looks at the king with a horrible smile on his face. The man was scary, even without doing anything about it. His shaved hair and his skull tattooed with a skull, the absence of an eye, and the scars he had, probably made with silver, made the evil energy that the man emanated, intimidate the bravest.- Welcome, Claudius. I have a mission for you.- Well, I imagine you didn't invite me to have tea.- Sit down.Claudius advances and sits opposite the king. He crosses his legs and leans bac
Romeo runs to the bathroom, almost knocking over Julius who was coming in with a tray with a glass of blood. These first days of pregnancy were hard for Romeo. He couldn't take anything in his stomach, and since he was limited to drinking blood, Julius didn't know how to help.He puts down the tray and runs after Romeo, who, leaning over the toilet, tries to vomit the nothing he has in his stomach.Julius kneels beside him and rubs his back to calm him, but the effort of vomiting on an empty stomach makes Romeo anxious.Julius helps him get up and takes him to the washbasin where he washes his mouth with the most unhappy look in the world.- I've never been sick in my life. I didn't know that pregnancy was worse than being sick.Julius smiles and kisses him on the cheek.- I'll ask Baltazar to ask the doctor if we can go there.- It's not worth it. This should be normal.- Yes, it must be, but you only eat blood. We, the werewolves, when food doesn't sit well in our stomachs, we try s
- Mother?With a giggle in her voice, she replies:- I'm not your mother, but you and all of your kind are my children.- Moon Goddess?- Yes, it's me Lycaon. - He looked around, but he wasn't in his room. He didn't know where he was and didn't recognize the dense forest.- Don't try to understand how and where you are, Lycaon, because this is a simple dream. The forest only exists in your mind.- So I'm dreaming? Are you just a dream?- Yes, you are dreaming, but I'm not a dream. I used your dream to communicate with you.- What do you need from me, my Goddess?- There is no other way to say what I need to say to you. I can only be direct. I want to inform you that your time is near. You lived longer than any other of my children. I aimed for you to put an end to this war and save the love generated between Julius and Romeo.- Like between Lysander and Airon?- Yes, but we both failed with them. That love that I created started a war that destroyed many things, including the lives of
Orpheus had heard the royal troops leave and knew that his father had remained in the palace. He looks at the digital clock he had inside the hiding place and sees that the sun is about to set. With most of the troops gone, and few men looking for him, he knows it's time to follow his plan. Find Romeo, kill him and the mutt, and disappear to live luxuriously.What he left behind he could always come back to pick up in a few years. No one had ever found that hiding place and no one would ever find it. Especially now that he had locked it inside. The wall would simply be a wall on the other side.He takes the backpack he filled with money, gold, and diamonds, takes the last meal he would drink from inside a bag, and very slowly he advances through the untouchable tunnel that he had only crossed once, the day he discovered the exit of the passage.He walks for more than an hour, and when he finally reaches the iron staircase that leads down from the tunnel to the cave's roof, he carefull
Orpheus arrives in the city, it has not yet dawned. He was tired and needed a place to sleep. Sleeping in the forest wasn't something he wanted and he would never do it if he found a damn hotel with 24-hour service.Luck seems on his side, and he, using a false identification, unknown to his father, which he kept for his adventures among humans, stops at the reception.- Good evening sir. – the suspicious receptionist says.Although Orpheus was wearing branded clothing, his appearance after the long miles he had run was not the best.- Goodnight. I want your best room.- The best room, sir?- Are you deaf by any chance? Yes, your best room.The receptionist narrows his eyes and looks him up and down. At least the part of Orpheus he could see over the counter.Orpheus began to lose his patience, but he didn't want to do anything that would jeopardize his plan.- How it will be? You get me the room or you call your manager. I'm starting to get impatient. I haven't slept yet and I'm tire
The werewolves approach the border and are welcomed by everyone who remains in the pack. The injured, except for the most serious ones, had already recovered, thanks to their great power of regeneration. But the sight of so many dead shocked everyone who expected them.The cries of pain of fathers, mates, and sons echoed like thunder throughout the pack and reached Aethelwulf's ears.The general wears the clothes given to him after he is the first to shift back. He looks at his men in pain. Even those who were not injured had a look of pain on their faces.Most of them did not know that at the beginning of that war, there were only skirmishes and that later there was a great battle where hundreds died. After that, in the 200 years that have passed, only small skirmishes and small-scale battles between the two species, all over the world.This battle was new to most of the warriors, and never had they seen so many deaths in the royal pack.The general looks at the royal packhouse and s