"I believe you, even though it's rare for an animal to save a human, but I have heard such cases before... maybe the wolf was drawn to you by your smell or out of curiosity or for whatever reasons it had. It really doesn't matter what matters is that it came to your rescue, so in some kind of way, the wolf is your friend. However, the big question now is, since the wolf is your friend, why are you having nightmares of it instead of sweet dreams?" Dr. Olivia said, her voice filled with genuine curiosity and concern. "I... I don't know, but I don't think the wolf that saved me is the same wolf in my dreams," Clara said, her voice tinged with uncertainty and confusion. "How do you mean?" Dr. Olivia asked, her tone encouraging Clara to elaborate. "That's because they look kinda different from each other," Clara said, her voice trailing off, revealing her struggle to articulate her thoughts. Dr. Olivia paused, her brows furrowing as she contemplated the information for a few seconds. "
Clara sat in her living room, feeling exhausted after her session with Dr. Olivia. "So, tell me, how did it go? Dr. Olivia is quite intriguing and amazing, isn't she?" Clara's mother, Dr. Ellen, asked. "Well, you can add 'lunatic' to her list of admirable qualities," Clara retorted. "What? That's a harsh thing to say. I thought I raised you better than this," Dr. Ellen responded, unimpressed by Clara's attitude. "I'm sorry, Mom, but I think her methods are completely crazy. How on earth does she suggest that meeting up with the wolf I saw in the woods will help stop my nightmares?" Clara explained, her frustration evident. Her mother was taken aback by Clara's words. "She said that?" Dr. Ellen inquired, wanting to ensure she had heard her daughter correctly. "Yes, she did. Seriously, are you sure she's even a qualified therapist?" Clara said, sinking into the couch. Dr. Ellen pondered for a moment. "Well, if she believes it will help, I think we should give it a try. We might ne
Mathias lay on his bed, squeezing his eyes shut tightly, desperately hoping that his grandpa would appear to him once again and share some valuable information that could help him break the curse... He kept his eyes closed for what felt like an eternity, trying to empty his mind and anxiously awaiting his grandpa's presence. However, no matter how hard he wished, his grandpa never materialized. Mathias reluctantly opened his eyes and sat up straight on his bed. "Please, grandpa, I need your guidance," he whispered, his voice filled with longing. He glanced at the magic book resting beside him. He had meticulously combed through every page of the book, but to his disappointment, he found nothing helpful. The elusive secrets his grandfather had mentioned seemed to elude him. Perhaps his grandpa was mistaken. "Grandpa was wrong? But he has never been wrong before... never," he murmured to himself in disbelief. With a determined sigh, Mathias reached for the book once more and opened
Vivian gently placed her hand on Damian's chest, her touch radiating warmth and compassion. "There is a soul in this body, Eric, even though you try to hide it from the world. They may see you as a monster, but that's not who you truly are. I know, deep in my heart, that you have a good heart," she said, her voice filled with conviction and tenderness. Damian despised the vulnerability he felt in that moment, as if his walls were crumbling. It made him feel weak, exposed to emotions he had long suppressed. "I have to go," he said abruptly, his voice tinged with a mixture of frustration and inner turmoil. He walked past her, his steps heavy with a silent struggle, and opened the door, allowing the outside world to swallow him whole. He left the building, seeking solace in solitude. Mathias found himself transported to an unfamiliar world, a place that seemed to exist in a different time altogether. The architecture was strikingly different, the buildings possessing an unusual design,
“Your mum is pretty cool, allowing me to take you," Adams said with a hint of admiration in his voice as he walked side by side with Clara. "I know, right? She is the best mum ever," Clara replied, her voice filled with genuine affection, and Adams couldn't help but smile. "Don't let my mum catch you saying that. In her mind, she is the best mum in the history of mums," Adams said teasingly. Clara laughed, her cheeks turning rosy. "Well, all mums are the best, aren't they?" "They sure are," he agreed, and for a fleeting moment, their eyes locked in a silent connection. Clara's bashfulness took over, causing her to avert her gaze. Meanwhile, Vincent, who had gone to buy the movie tickets for both himself and Adams, emerged with the two tickets in his hand. However, he couldn't spot Adams, who had mentioned waiting outside. "Where is this foolish boy? I hope he hasn't played a trick on me... I need to find him quickly, unless Lucian will have my head for sure," Vincent muttered t
Mathias listened attentively to the controlling spell being uttered by the witch, Señorita Adrianna Sebastián, and recognized it for what it was—an attempt to manipulate and control someone's actions. It became evident that the person she was attempting to control, however, was a force even more formidable than her. As the spell took its toll, her body began to fail, blood seeping from her eyes, nose, mouth, ears, and even her skin. The spell was killing her, yet she persisted, unwavering in her determination. Mathias's focus shifted back to the man, who had now reached the village. Despite the intense struggle, it appeared that he was on the verge of breaking free from the spell. It dawned on Mathias that this must be the one whom Señorita Adrianna Sebastián sought to control—an extraordinary being, none other than Eric Damian, Clara's father and a powerful vampire. Eric Damian was close to breaking free from the spell when Lucian, accompanied by his alpha and fellow pack members,
Adams had been completely consumed by his connection with Clara, forgetting the existence of a certain Lucian. Being in Clara's presence had transported him to a realm of love, where worries seemed to dissipate. However, her question brought him crashing back down to earth. He knew that Lucian would inevitably return to the town and the mansion. It was only a matter of time. Adams was certain that Lucian, his alpha, would disapprove of his relationship with Clara. After all, Adams was his Mano beta, destined to remain by his side. Clara adjusted her position, sitting upright. "Tell me, are you in some kind of trouble? Those men who accompanied you to school that day, who are they?" Her fingers intertwined with his, and Adams found himself captivated by her gaze. She pressed on, her voice filled with genuine concern. "Please, tell me. Are they bad men? I truly want to help you in any way I can, just as you've helped me in the past. But I can't assist you if I don't know what you're f
Time: 10:15 PM Location: Lucian's mansion The huge door, made of glass with golden lining, swung open wide for Adams to enter. Two of Lucian's men stood on either side, their suspicious gazes following his every move. Adams strode into the sitting room with a hint of confidence in his steps, unaffected by the stares. Vincent, the prominent wolf among them, locked eyes with him, but Adams paid no attention. He pressed forward, heading straight for his room. "Adams!" his name called out from behind just as he reached for the doorknob. He halted and turned in the direction of the voice. Vincent approached him with an arrogant smirk plastered on his face. Adams felt an intense urge to wipe that smile off his adversary's face with a single blow. "You called my name, which means you have something to say. So, why don't you go ahead and say it?" Adams said, his impatience evident. Vincent scoffed, his arrogance oozing. "Well, you're right. I have something to say to you. Actually, it'
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