“Where are you going now?" Vivian questioned Eric, her voice laced with concern, as he prepared to depart. "Nowhere in particular. I need to clear my head," Damian responded, his tone tinged with weariness, before turning to leave. "Wait," she pleaded, her words capturing Damian's attention, causing him to freeze in his tracks. He pivoted to face her, his gaze locked with hers. "There is something I would like you to know," she confessed, her voice quivering with vulnerability. "And what's that?" Damian inquired, his curiosity piqued. She hesitated, grappling with her emotions. "It's about my fiancé, Chriswell." "Listen, I don't have time to discuss your cop boyfriend," Damian interjected impatiently, his voice laced with irritation, as he made a motion to leave. "He knows you are a vampire, Damian," she blurted out, her words causing Damian to halt once again, his surprise evident. "You told him what I am?" Damian questioned, his astonishment mingled with a hint of disbelief.
“I knew it! There is something fishy about that bastard," Gova exclaimed, his voice laced with suspicion. "The dude is far too strong for a normal teenager." Ella's eyes flashed with anger as she snapped, "Watch your tongue! How dare you insult my Adams," her words dripping with protective fury. Gova smirked, taunting her further. "Easy there, tiger. Are you forgetting he is no longer your boyfriend?" "That's because that bitch stole him away from me," Ella seethed, her anger reaching its boiling point. Glancing at Peterson, her eyes filled with a menacing glare. "When will you make me like you? So I can rip that bitch's head from her shoulders." Peterson's smile took on a devilish edge. "That would be now," he uttered, a sinister tone underscoring his words as he moved towards her with supernatural speed. With swift precision, Peterson snapped Ella's neck, and she dropped lifelessly to the ground. His gaze then turned to the boys. "Wait, what?!... What are you doing?" Gova's vo
“Lucian," Adams muttered under his breath, his voice tinged with a mix of surprise and concern. Lucian slowly descended the stairs, his steps deliberate and measured, as he addressed Adams. "What's wrong? You looked startled to see me," he said, his voice carrying a touch of accusation. He continued with a hint of bitterness, his words dripping with tension. "Or did you think I would never return? Is that your fervent wish, that I never come back?" Adams swallowed hard, his throat tightening as Lucian approached him. The proximity sent shivers down his spine, his fear palpable. "My Alpha, I'm glad you're back," he managed to say, but his face betrayed the conflict within him, revealing his underlying apprehension. He was acutely aware that Lucian would inevitably return to the mansion, that his cherished freedom could not last forever. However, the timing of his return couldn't have been worse. Lucian circled Adams slowly, his left hand resting heavily on his shoulder, tracing a
"Are you forgetting that I'm a witch? I can take care of myself, and you don't need to worry about my safety," she replied, her tone determined and self-assured. "Fateema, I don't think—" he started to say but was interrupted. "Please don't deny me this request. Let me assist you in this. Even a warlock like yourself needs help to save your friend," Fateema insisted passionately. "Alright, you can come with me if your mother allows it," Mathias conceded, realizing Fateema's determination was unwavering. He watched as Fateema walked over to meet her mother. "Mother, please grant me permission to go with him," Fateema pleaded, her voice laced with earnestness. "Are you aware of the dangers that lie ahead on this adventure?" her mother inquired, her concern evident. "My mother didn't raise a coward. I'm not afraid of danger. You have taught me well," Fateema replied, her voice strong and resolute. Her mother smiled at her response. "Then I can't stop you," her mother said, reaching
(The entrance to Eric Damian's lodge) Mathias, accompanied by Fateema, stood outside the door, knocking persistently. Mathias had rapped on the door several times, but received no response. Frustrated, he attempted to turn the doorknob and was startled to find it unlocked. And he was on the verge of letting himself in... "Are you absolutely certain about this? I mean, he's an incredibly dangerous vampire... What if he hasn't fed and decides to use us as his breakfast? What if this is an elaborate trap we're willingly walking into?" Fateema Fatta expressed, her tone quivering with nervousness and fear. The intensity of her gaze and the tremor in her voice revealed just how unsettled she truly was. Indeed, anyone would be frightened. Behind that door awaited a creature unlike any other—a living, breathing monster, an embodiment of death itself. Fateema Fatta had heard countless tales of the ruthless and perilous hybrid, Eric Damian. In that moment, she regretted volunteering to accom
Peterson smirked at him, a cruel twist of satisfaction curling his lips. "Very well then, I guess I was mistaken to think the girl meant anything to you. It's clear you don't love her," he sneered, his voice laced with disdain. "Well, I really don't need you anyway. I can get the information I need directly from the source itself, or in this case, herself, and this, I promise you. However, as for the girl surviving... I will leave that in the hands of your ex to decide." "Clara means everything to me. She is my world, but she is not as weak as you think," Adams declared through gritted teeth, his anger boiling over. "She once took down Ella with those fools helping her, and I'm sure she will do it again. And I promise you this, when I get out of here, I'm going to break your neck!" His words were seething with rage and determination. Peterson scoffed dismissively, his arrogance evident. "We shall see about that, Little Wolf," he taunted before turning and walking away, leaving Adams
Clara stood up, transformed into a complete creature distinct from the one that had clawed Ella and her friends just days before. This creature's eyes were a piercing shade of red, and two long fangs protruded menacingly from her mouth, yet she still retained a semblance of humanity in her appearance. "Well, well, well. How many nasty creatures do you have inside you? I always knew you were an ugly bitch," Ella said mockingly, her words dripping with disdain. But Clara offered no response, remaining silent and unyielding. What Ella didn't know was that the creature before her was not Clara nor the creature that had attacked her and the boys the other day Clara. Since the curse had fragmented Clara's body into three different entities, each form of Clara was a stranger to herself. Clara had no control over her werewolf body, nor did she have control over her vampire body. Ella continued, her tone boastful, "Well, it doesn't matter which ugly creature emerges from within you; I'm go
Noah, the brown wolf, who had been observing the red-eyed creature, recognized it as Clara. However, he couldn't be certain if Clara herself recognized him. Seeing that the creature was still in a state of anger and defensiveness, the brown wolf cautiously retreated into the bushes, avoiding any potential confrontation. After a while, the tension in the red-eyed creature began to dissipate, and it stumbled for a moment before slumping to the floor. Clara's eyes returned to normal, and her face regained its usual appearance. Though still conscious, Clara felt incredibly weak and couldn't recall anything that had transpired, much like the first time the werewolf had emerged from her and taken control of her body. ** ** ** (Exterior of the elderly people's home) "Wait, Mr. Damian, please wait!" Mathias called out desperately as Damian's anger made him ready to kill anyone in sight. Eric Damian was determined to forcefully enter the elderly home and eliminate anyone who tried to st
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