“Cursed child? Daughter of the Devil?... Why would she say all those hurtful words to me? What have I ever done to her?” Clara asked, her voice trembling with hurt and confusion. “I... I don't know. She's just going crazy, it doesn't mean anything,” Mathias said, trying to comfort her. “But her eyes... they were filled with fear and hatred when she looked at me. It was as if she really believed what she was saying about me,” Clara said, her eyes welling up with tears. “Just because she believes it doesn't make it true. You're not a cursed child, or a she-wolf, or the daughter of the Devil. No daughter of the Devil could be as beautiful as you,” Mathias said, trying to make her smile. Clara managed a brief smile before the troubled look returned to her face. “I don't know. I just feel--” she started to say before Mathias interrupted her. “Enough of the crazy talk from an old, sick woman who probably can't even remember her children's names anymore. We were having so much fun befor
“Wow... It makes a whole lot of sense," Clara said with a hint of surprise, her eyes widening slightly. "So you were wrong when you said Damian doesn't have a heart. He clearly does, that's why he felt pity and regret for what he did, even though it wasn't entirely his fault since he was cursed and all." Mathias nodded slightly, his lips pressed into a thin line. "I guess you are right about that," he said, his voice low and thoughtful. “But why did the people tell a false history of the event?" Clara asked, her brow furrowing in confusion. “I guess they were ashamed of what they did to their own people, when they realized what they had done," Mathias explained, his voice tinged with sadness. "So they just blamed everything on the big bad vamp." "Alright, I think we should start going back," Mathias said, his tone brisk and businesslike. "They may be looking for us now." “Rodriguez, why don't you come out already? There's no point in hiding. You are surrounded," Lucian said, his v
“Oh, thank you... I must have slept off,” she said groggily, her voice laced with fatigue and confusion. She rubbed her eyes and peered outside the window, the sun peeking through the clear blue sky. The rain had stopped falling. She rummaged through her bag and pulled out some cash to pay the cab driver, handing him the money he was owed and an extra tip for the inconvenience of having to wake her up. “Thank you, madam,” the Indian driver said, bowing his head in gratitude, his eyes gleaming with appreciation. Dr Ellen stumbled out of the cab, her body swaying slightly as she tried to regain her balance. She made her way to the car dealership, her feet dragging across the pavement. Night had fallen on the earth, but Lucian's mansion was alive with light, illuminating the darkness that enveloped the city. Adams stood next to Lucian, who sat on his throne-like chair in his private quarters, a tobacco pipe in one hand and a glass of whiskey in the other. “What are your thoughts on w
"Honey.... Is everything okay?" Dr. Ellen asked, noticing the dark circles under Clara's eyes and the way she seemed to drag herself up the stairs. "Yeah, mum, I am just really tired. I need to take a shower and have a long nap. I promise I will be up for dinner." Clara said wearily as she slowly walked up, her shoulders slumped and her steps heavy. She got to her room, dropped her bag, and then stripped naked before walking into the bathroom to take a shower. As the water came down gently on her head, she closed her eyes, and in flashes, Mrs. Fernanda's words and face came to her, causing a sharp pang in her chest. "DIABLA (she devil), LOBA (she wolf), HIJA DEL DIABLO (daughter of the devil), HEREDERA DE LA MALDICION (cursed child)...." It troubled her so much that she opened her eyes, staring at the standing mirror. Water from the shower was still pouring down on her face, blurring her view, but she could swear her reflection on the mirror looked more like a creature rather than
“That's not enough,” Damian said impatiently, his voice tinged with frustration and urgency. “I don't want only him, your werewolves, we also help me find the group of witches helping him out, they call themselves the Red Spider. ” “Well that's a tough task,” Lucian replied, his voice conveying a hint of doubt. “But we will try our best. But you have to promise me one thing.” “And what's that?” Damian asked. “You won't touch any of my men,” Lucian stated sternly, his tone leaving no room for argument. “And next time you come to my house you will knock instead of breaking the door down.” “I will try,” Damian conceded, his voice laced with sarcasm. “But you have to tell your men to behave themselves around me.” Lucian smiled wryly. “Let's shake on it then,” he said, stretching out his hand. Damian stared at Lucian's hand for a moment before finally taking hold of it in a hand shake. “Deal, but you have to be quick with your task, because I won't be so nice next time," Damian warne
"But I just explained to you, it's only a medical condition. You aren't cursed," Dr. Ellen said, her voice filled with concern for her daughter's well-being. "You can't understand, Mum. This isn't any post-traumatic nonsense. I'm not even scared of the wolf in the woods, but I'm freaking scared of the one in my dreams. Mum, I think something is wrong with me... something mystical. Just like today when that old lady, Mrs. Fernanda, jumped on me. She didn't know me, but do you know what she said to me?" Clara said, her tone frantic. "Who is Mrs. Fernanda, and why did she attack you? I hope you're not hurt," Dr. Ellen said, her voice laced with worry. "I'm not hurt, but that's not the point. Do you know what the old lady said to me, Mum?" Clara said, her voice trembling. "I don't know, darling. Tell me," her mum said, her eyes fixed on Clara's face. "She called me a Loba," Clara said, her voice rising in panic. "And what's that?" Dr. Ellen asked, her voice softening. "A She Wolf...
As they conversed, waiting for the history teacher, Mr. Collins, to enter and take the class, Steven and his four friends sauntered into the classroom, walking directly to where Clara and her friends sat. Steven had a lopsided grin on his face as he approached them, his eyes gleaming with malice. “Well, hello. Sorry for disturbing your little chit-chat, but I just have something to say,” he said, adjusting his blue expansive leather jacket with a smug look. “What do you want?” Clara asked with a frown, her voice shaking slightly. “What do I want? That's a very good question. I don't know if you have heard - you probably might have heard - but I will still tell you anyway. You see, your little hero Adams is no longer attending Great Hill High,” he said with a cruel laugh, relishing in Clara's obvious distress. Then he continued. “You know what that means, right? I'll tell you. There's nobody now that will stand in my way of getting the revenge I so crave. So, here is my advice to y
"Who else wants to taste the fury of Greyjoy for the honor of my Alpha!" Greyjoy exclaimed, his voice dripping with a mix of anger and determination. Volunteers were scarce, well aware of the damage he had already inflicted on four formidable opponents, leaving them severely injured. However, after some time, a timid figure summoned the courage to step up into the ring. He possessed a large presence, though it was primarily due to his excess weight rather than defined muscles... "Who is this guy?" Adams inquired, directing his question to Lara, his curiosity piqued by Greyjoy's intimidating presence. "That's Greyjoy Stones, also known as Skull Crusher," Lara provided a brief introduction. "I see. He certainly looks formidable," Adams remarked, acknowledging the undeniable strength radiating from Greyjoy. "Formidable? That's an understatement. He personifies the word 'tough.' He's one of the strongest, if not the strongest, wolf in Lucian's park. He had his heart set on becoming Luc
He wasn't alone though, his extended wolf family, his mother, little sister Karen and his best friend Noah where with him and also Lucian former men who are now his men, he was now their new Alpha.“ Everyone will know that Eric Damian still lives on in all of us, we all are going to stand for justice just as he did. He might have gone but the legacy he left behind is still very much alive and it lives on in all of us, ” Adams said, supporting what Clara had been saying....There were five persons when they started but at the end of the funeral of the great Eric Damian there were more than a 100 persons present....( Vivian and Dr Ellen having a discussion )“.. I can only imagine what you are feeling right now, it's never easy losing someone you love but losing two people you love on the same day that's_ I don't really know the right adjectives to describe it, ” Dr Ellen said.“ Chriswell didn't deserve
It's been three days now, three days since the great sacrifice was done, three days since the Great Hybrid Eric Damian left the world sacrificing his soul for that of his daughter Clara.The heavens were still mourning over his death as the rain was still coming down flooding the streets of Great Hill Town.Today is the day they finally put Eric Damian to rest, his ashes would be buried under the soil....( Dr Ellen residents )Knock, knock, knock.“ Hold on, I am coming. ” Dr Ellen said as she heard a knock on her door.She was in the kitchen preparing breakfast for Clara and herself...... Walking to the door she opened it.She saw two people standing in front of her doorstep with umbrellas covering their faces.“ Good morning, Dr Ellen. ” Mathias greeted.“ Good morning Dr Ellen, ” Fateema greeted also.“ Good morning kids, come on in. ” Dr Elle
“ Damian!!! ” he roared loudly and The Fiery Red Demon stopped walking and turned around to face Lucian.“ We are not done just yet, you must meet your end tonight!!! ” he screamed but The Fiery Red Demon wasn't interested in whatever he had to say.So he turned around and continued walking away still carrying Clara.“ Face me! Face me! Attack him!!! '' Lucian ordered but his men were reluctant to obey that command.They were all very fearful of Damian at this moment and this got Lucian really angry.He swiped one of his men's head away and pulled the heart of another.“ I said attack!!! ” he barked and his men were forced to attack....However Adams and his men stood in their way and at this point more back up had arrived.Noah with the other wolves alongside Mathias and Fateema.“ I will advise you all to back down, ” Adams groaned at them.
( The Final War )The werewolf picked up sergeant Chriswell from his back, turned him around before pulling out his heart.Chriswell dropped dead...Eric Damian still had Lucian's claws pointing out from his stomach and the ancient dagger deep into his chest.The dagger was coursing him unimaginable pain but Damian still has a little relief thanks to Chriswell.He had gunned down a large amount of witches and for the moment the witches had stopped casting their spell that made Damian experience a very painful pain in his head as they were grieving for their sister's death.Thanks to the now dead Sergeant Chriswell Damian had a slim chance to survive this but he had to act fast.“ Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ” he screamed out.However this wasn't a scream of pain but of anger, great anger.As he screamed he stared into Peterson's eyes who was still press
( The Final War )The werewolf picked up sergeant Chriswell from his back, turned him around before pulling out his heart.Chriswell dropped dead...Eric Damian still had Lucian's claws pointing out from his stomach and the ancient dagger deep into his chest.The dagger was coursing him unimaginable pain but Damian still has a little relief thanks to Chriswell.He had gunned down a large amount of witches and for the moment the witches had stopped casting their spell that made Damian experience a very painful pain in his head as they were grieving for their sister's death.Thanks to the now dead Sergeant Chriswell Damian had a slim chance to survive this but he had to act fast.“ Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ” he screamed out.However this wasn't a scream of pain but of anger, great anger.As he screamed he stared into Peterson's eyes who was still press
Adams wasn't alone, though. His extended wolf family, including his mother, little sister Karen, and his best friend Noah where with him as well as Lucian's former men one of his men but now under Adams' command, stood beside him as well, acknowledging Adams as their new Alpha. “Everyone will know that Eric Damian still lives on in all of us. We all stand for justice, just as he did. He might be gone, but the legacy he left behind is still very much alive, resonating within each one of us,” Adams declared, passionately affirming Clara's sentiments. Initially, there were only five individuals present, but by the end of the funeral of the great Eric Damian, the gathering had swelled to over a hundred people, paying their respects. ( Vivian and Dr. Ellen having a discussion ) “.. I can only imagine the depth of emotions you're experiencing right now. It's never easy to lose someone you love, but losing two beloved individuals on the same day—I struggle to find the appropriate words to
It's been three days now, three days since the great sacrifice was done, three days since the Great Hybrid Eric Damian left the world, his soul sacrificed for that of his daughter Clara. The heavens were still mourning over his death as the rain continued to pour down, flooding the streets of Great Hill Town. Today is the day they finally put Eric Damian to rest, his ashes would be buried under the soil.... ( Dr Ellen, filled with grief and sorrow, residents ) Knock, knock, knock. “ Hold on, I am coming," Dr Ellen said, her voice weary and laden with sadness, as she heard a gentle knock on her door. She was in the kitchen, weariness etched on her face, preparing breakfast for Clara and herself. Slowly, she made her way to the door and opened it. She saw two people standing in front of her doorstep, their faces hidden beneath umbrellas, their presence shrouded in a veil of sorrow. “ Good morning, Dr Ellen," Mathias greeted, his voice tinged with sadness. “ Good morning, Dr Elle
"Damian!!!" Lucian bellowed, his voice reverberating through the air. The Fiery Red Demon halted his steps and pivoted to face Lucian, his fiery gaze locking with Lucian's. "We are far from finished! Tonight, you shall meet your demise!" Lucian's voice erupted, filled with rage and determination. Yet, the Fiery Red Demon remained uninterested, showing no regard for Lucian's words. Turning around the Damian continued walking with Clara in his strong but gentle arms. "Face me! Face me! Attack him!" Lucian's voice thundered, commanding his men to strike. But fear had taken hold of their hearts, rendering them hesitant to obey his orders. They trembled in the presence of Damian, their leader's power gnawing at their resolve. Lucian's fury surged, boiling within him like molten lava. Without a second thought, he swept away the head of one of his men and tore out the heart of another. "I said attack!" he barked, his voice sharp as a blade, leaving his men with no choice but to comply re
The werewolf, with a savage strength, seized Sergeant Chriswell from behind, violently twisting him around before mercilessly ripping out his heart. With a lifeless thud, Chriswell collapsed, his body now devoid of any signs of life. Eric Damian, despite the excruciating pain coursing through his body from Lucian's claws embedded in his stomach and the ancient dagger plunged into his chest, refused to yield. The dagger inflicted unimaginable torment upon him, but Damian found a sliver of relief in knowing that Chriswell's sacrifice had momentarily halted the witches' spell, sparing him from the searing agony in his head caused by their grieving for their fallen sister. Supported by the deceased Sergeant Chriswell's sacrifice, Damian clung to a slim chance of survival, but time was of the essence. In a burst of anguish, he let out a piercing scream, not only fueled by physical torment but also by an overwhelming surge of anger. Amidst his cries, his eyes locked onto Peterson's gaz