Chapter 5 – wolves and vampires.

“Your majesty, we have looked everywhere, I don’t think there are sirens.”

Holden reports for the fifth time this week, he had been tasked with the search of a certain siren that attacked Dean, but it seems there is no way to be found.

“Also, it seems the queen and second prince has stopped their mermaid kidnapping.”

“Is that so I wonder what that woman is up to now.” Dean sighs, he knows his stepmother well enough, she is the woman that gaslighted him into killing thousands at a tender age of 10.

“And the new alpha for the Crescent pack is here to see you.” Holden says before holding his breath for an outburst, wolves and vampires we natural enemies but Dean Stoker and Arnoux Crescent were a different type of enemies.

Arnoux Crescent was always known as the alpha of his pack from the first time he breath the oxygen in this earth just like how Dean was a crown prince from birth. And with Arnoux’s mother's relationship with the late vampire queen, Dean grew close to Arnoux, and they became friends.

Though they had always had a nemesis type of friendship, it was clear they were friends by the number of times they would stand up for each other.

But like any other relationship their friendship turned sour, and everyone knows why it turned sour.

“Tell him I am not here.” Dean replies to Holden.

“Oh... how courageous of you your majesty.” Arnoux barges into the office, he goes to seat at the couch not paying any attention to the glare Dean had subjected him to.

“What do you want?” Dean argues, “you know I don’t like you.”

“Huh... I don’t care, I am here to talk to you about something important deal with it.” Arnoux says half-heatedly.

“Get out or else.”

“Or else what? You will add my blood to your collection? How cunning of you, my friend.” Arnoux snorts, “it is my mother’s blood that made you the strong vampire you are, no need to be cocky.”

With that statement Holden had turned pale, he knew where this was going once this topic was mentioned the two friends would turn into foes.

“You know I was young; I didn’t mean to.” Dean shouts.

“Young? We warned you, no, I warned you to not listen to that witch, and you went along and listened to her. Do not blame age for your stubbornness.”

The two men had already elevated their anger in which even Holden had feared for his safety, he had hoped they would have resolved it by now but 14 years later and they still fight about the same thing.

“Can you both calm down for a bit.” Holden asks.

“Don’t tell me what to do stupid bloodsucker.” Arnoux shouts at Holden angrily, his blue shirt holding for dear life and his purple eyes shining with the thirst for blood.

“Don’t yell at Holden, you are here to confront me not him.” Dean says angrily, but Arnoux just rolls his eyes and instead of snapping at him he sighs before seating down on the couch.

“I am not here to fight. I came in peace.”

“You sure have a funny way to show this peace you came with, since when did shouting warrants peace.” Dean mocks making Arnoux growl.

“Um... your majesty, I think you should give Mr. Crescent a chance to say why he visited.” Holden says.

“Well, Mr. Crescent should start talking about what he wants because his wolfy scent is giving me sinuses” Dean says before snorting to mock Arnoux.

“I heard you mark disappeared.” Arnoux says, ignoring Dean’s previous dig at him.

“Where did you hear that?”

Dean asks Holden to see if he is the one who leaked the information as he had not told anyone about the disappeared mark.

“News travel fast you know, especially one concerning the big bad vampire crown prince.”

“But only two people know about the mark disappearing, I haven’t even consulted the mage about it.” Dean says condescending.

“By two I take it you are including that little vampire who is too full of herself she even calls herself the crown princess.” Arnoux mocks.

“Don’t talk to Anne like that Arnoux.” Holden scolds, “you have no right.”

“Hahahaha…...” Arnoux laughs, “you shouldn’t defend that witch that much, I still think Dean is a better vampire that her, that should mean a lot given that filthy man over there killed my mother.”

“You and his majesty had always been friends though.”

“So? Little miss conceited is not someone you should trust; I am sure you know that too.” Arnoux looks at Holden who tries to deny the statement but could not.

“Are you here to criticize Anne and tell me I killed your mother?” Dean asks angrily, “if that is all, you may leave, I have enough trouble on my plate.”

“But you are the one who asked how I got the information your highness,” Arnoux mocks, “and if Holden didn’t tell me, it means little miss Anne told someone, because I found out from someone, I hired to tail you step mother.”

“I will deal with Anne, you may leave.” Dean says firmly.

“I am not here to talk about spies in you circle.” Arnoux sighs before he continues, “I want to know how you made the mark disappear.”

This is received with only confusion by both Holden and Dean, Arnoux Crescent had never looked so vulnerable and it somehow scared them.

“What do you mean? Why would you want to know how I made the mark disappeared, it is not like you have it.” Dean smirks, well he didn’t expect Arnoux to have the mark, given he had already met what wolves would call Luna and mate.

But Dean’s expectations are completely shattered, Arnoux is silent for a few moments, but he sighs the said. “This better stay between us, if you tell your little spy I will murder you.”

“Who would want to know anything about you?” Dean tries to joke so he can mask the concern he has for his friend, I mean enemy.

Arnoux had unbuttoned his shirt and turned around showing his bare back, with it, a large mark, consisting of green scales. Dean and Holden had widened their eyes, Arnoux Crescent had told them and the rest of the world lies about finding his mate.