Chapter 6

As I arrived at my castle, I walked into my den where the werewolf was being kept. He was restrained and snarling, his eyes fixed on me as I approached.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" I asked, my voice firm and commanding.

The werewolf growled in response, his body tense and ready for a fight. I could sense his fear and anger, and I knew that I had to tread carefully if I wanted to get any information out of him.

"You're not going to get anything out of me, bloodsucker," he spat, his eyes blazing with hatred.

I raised an eyebrow, unimpressed by his bravado. "I wouldn't be so sure about that," I replied coolly. "You're in my territory now, and I have ways of making you talk."

The werewolf snarled again, but I could see the fear in his eyes. He knew that I wasn't bluffing, and he knew that I had the power to make him suffer if he didn't cooperate.

"Fine," he growled. "What do you want to know?"

I smiled, knowing that I had won this round. "Start by telling me your name," I s