The Wehr is a community of wizards or witches who protect the existence of the werewolves. The leader of werewolves knew them as the Huterin while the witches and wizards community knew them as the Wehr in this story.
Miss Claudia came out from the other room; she took an old big book that was kept on the shelf inside the room where Sonya and Clayton were waiting for her. But then again, she returned to that room as she was busy mixing some herbs that she read from an old big book.As Sonya tried to peek into the room from her standing place, she could see some ancient herbs were put in some closed jars and some artifacts, some masks with various expressions to the most horrific expressions were put on the shelves, some dolls were kept in some glass cases and some of the unborn animals were put inside some closed jars. The light inside the room was fawningly dim. She took a deep breath. She glanced at Clayton.“How do you know this shop? Did Auntie Caroline tell you about it?” Sonya was drowned in her curiosity and made her voice in a lower tone. She didn’t want Miss Claudia to become more suspicious.“Uncle Hengel took me to this shop several times! When I was a teenager…” Clayton pulled down his
Sonya sighed as she put the medium box that she carried and it was the souvenir from Richard on the table inside her room. ‘I don’t have any ideas with this!’ She opened the box. ‘A beautiful cup!’ She inhaled, taking the cup carefully out from the box and examining it. ‘From its motives and texture, I can be sure its originality!’ She pulled the drawer handle of the table and grabbed a magnifier glass.‘The knights battle motive!’ She observed the cup through the magnifier glass. ‘It looks so incredibly artistic, but what’s that?’ She took a closer look to the cup. She sighed. ‘It draws about a battle between a knight…’ Sonya took a closer deep look with a magnifier glass. ‘What’s that?’ Sonya’s pupils dilated. ‘A monster in a knight’s costume?’‘Huh…’ Sonya gasped and tug the cup away from the magnifier range. ‘Was that a vampire?’She put the cup back inside the box and sticked the cover up. ‘What the hell is all about?’ She inhaled deeply and repetitively. “Was that the repres
“Jackson said that you fell asleep in the kitchen, Sonya!” Auntie Caroline bailed a conversation while they were having dinner.Sonya twisted the spaghetti with the fork, she paused to put it into her mouth. She looked at Mr. Jackson who sliced his meat.Auntie Caroline munched the spaghetti but she kept staring at Sonya. Her stern stare at Sonya showed some reasons why she did sleep in the kitchen; Auntie Caroline would dislike finding out someone doing something at any improper place or inappropriate time.Sonya sighed. She didn’t have any idea where she should begin to tell Auntie about her falling asleep manner that afternoon.Clayton cleared his throat. He took a sip of his wine after taking a bite of one slice of meat from his dinner plate. “We are going to visit the forest, Auntie. I mean both of me and Sonya, won’t we, Sonya?”Sonya took some sips of water while her eyes were looking at Clayton. “Clayton needs a company to explore the forest and I need some fresh air, Auntie!”
“What happened?” Sonya sat on a boulder, wiping her forehead from perspiration. She took some sips of water from her buckle bottle. Clayton seemed too busy to check a compass in his hand. He fixed the sling of his backpack on his right shoulder. “Something happens with the compass!” He looked at Sonya and showed her that the point of the compass was shifting and moving. “I can’t determine our direction!” Sonya narrowed her eyes. “So, you don’t know where we are now?” They were at a grassland with some shady trees as its borderlines after walking through the entrance path of the forest. They had walked for more than thirty minutes. ‘Is the place that people call the heart of this forest?’ Sonya took her sight around. Clayton didn’t reply but he checked his mechanic watch. “It’s useless!” He mumbled and took a deep inhale. He put one of his hands on his waist and repetitively puffed. He put his eyes around the grassland. “There’s something on this land!” He took out his water bot
Clayton sighed. He cleaned the jeans and t-shirts he was wearing from dirt.Sonya wiped her face with her backhand. It could be seen that she was still in shock about what happened just now. 'Like a dream in broad daylight!' She put one hand on her waist and circulated her gaze around her. Heavy rain only occurred in the Sacred Land while outside the area was dry as if there were not any single raindrops fell.Clayton took her water bottle from her backpack and gave it to her. He was staring and moving his body around to examine the sites. It was so quiet only the voice of rustling wind that human’s hearing sense could capture. No birds were chirping, no sounds of the rupturing twigs as wild bunnies or wild animals stepping on them. They didn’t even see butterflies flying in the weeds.Clayton tried to calm himself as he took a seat on the boulder, otherwise, he was only sitting on it for a few seconds before getting up and flashing every inch of the boulder with the torch of his phon
‘Sonya…,’ that female voice was calling her name again. Sonya turned her head around; she saw the battles between Mr. Jackson and Clayton as their werewolf’s transformation with those shadowy beings that Sonya believed they were the manifestation of the cursed spirits.Sonya knelt and the sound of a humming voice appeared again. She let the voice penetrate her hearing senses and take her consciousness. She had surrendered herself to the mightiest power of the universe as her protection.‘Sonya Duville…’ a woman that Sonya saw that morning appeared, not too far from her kneeling position. ‘Your journey will begin…listen to your heart!’ that woman stared at her in her enigmatic gaze and smiled coldly before dissolving herself at the time Sonya was staring at her.“Are you Rose Duville?” Sonya’s voice was ruptured as her curiosity and nervousness came together.There was no answer but she could hear the whispering winds that blowing and they sounded to call her name.Sonya inhaled. She s
Clayton sighed as he checked his cell phone. Jacqueline sent him a message.‘I need to see you, Wölfe. I arrived in the nearby town. I am staying at The Paradise. Meet me there!’ He read the message from his cell phone that he directed the phone below as he didn’t want to draw any obvious attention from other persons who were having breakfast in the dining room.He sipped his morning coffee. He seemed hurriedly finishing his breakfast, a sandwich with hams and as usual without any veggies. He put his gadget into his pants pocket, then he zipped it up.Sonya stole a look at him as she sipped her coffee and munched her tuna sandwich.“Auntie, I won’t stay in the cabin tonight!” Clayton leaned backward on the chair and wiped his mouth with a napkin. “I have a meeting and appointment with a particular friend!” He inhaled and smiled at Auntie Caroline who stared at him.Sonya smirked. “Particular friend, huh?” she whispered to Clayton and beamed.Auntie Caroline didn’t respond with any wor
“Tell me, Jacque…do you love me?” Clayton whispered in the woman’s ear lying with her head on his abdomen with her two upfolded legs. He was leaning on the bed’s board.His eyes admired her tanned-toned skin with some long shaped legs and plump hips as he caressed her inside thighs.Jacqueline turned her head to him. “Absolutely. How about you? Do you love me, Clay? Or do you just think I am the best mate that you can have?” She slid her body that exposed and was only covered on her front part with a white sheet and lifted her back to lean on the board of the bed.Clayton squinted at her. “You know how I feel, Jacque…” He sipped his champagne. He took the glass of champagne from the woman’s hand and put the two glasses on the bedside.Jacqueline beamed and let Clayton kiss her lips. Their lips adhered tightly to each other as the light started twinkling at the time Jacqueline’s hand accidentally tried to grasp something to hold on.The strong fingers of Clayton grasped her two wrists
The flower bouquet was handed to Sonya as she stared at her reflection on the mirror where she was standing. It was her wedding day with Clayton… The white embroidered long dress with the same pattern of embroidery of white veil that she put on made her surprisingly different. She curled her nose and what she saw on the mirror cause her eyes to blink many times. ‘Am I dreaming?’ She sighed and looked her surroundings. ‘No, I am not dreaming…’ she turned around and found Auntie Caroline but also her mum were talking behind her. Frank’s fiancee helped her to pin her hair with some pearls hair accessories. “You look magical, Sonya…” Frank’s fiancee whispered into Sonya’s ear and made her shyly beamed at her. “Thank you. You are so kind…” she stroked away some of her hair strands that falling down on her forehead. Meanwhile in other part of the place… Clayton was standing with his black suits and Marcus was helping him to fix a stem of white rose to pin it on his black up
Novak entered the castle with his shadowing men were following from behind.His entrance hit Marcus’s attention as he almost gave an opportunity for a vampire to taste his blood.Marcus snatched the female vampire’s leg that was flying over him and grabbed her wing to pull it down on the floor. She was screaming as the wolf successfully dumped her on the floor with the wings laid off, giving the wolf power to put his grip on her neck. Desperate anger and grimace of pain as the wolf suppressed his sharp paws into her skin was reflected in her sparking eyes with bloody thirst color.Marcus stared into her eyes before he gave her a final crack to bend her neck and escort her soul to a portal of fire, consuming whole of her become ashes.The shrieking was vanished but the other disasters just started with the coming of screeching screams fill the ceilings of the castle.Marcus couldn’t get where those creatures were coming out. They flied like big horrendous bats with the face of
Sonya walked to the Eleven Stone Gate and stopped her steps before those eleven high stones…as the scene offered her some reasons, how and why those stones were put to surround The Sacred Land. She sighed. The burial with head stone curved the name Knight Duville was behind the third stone. It was the place where the little boy resting and hidden within the falling leaves, leaving it unmarked to maintain within hundreds of the years. Her sight was pulled to the place in a few seconds as her mind was running many different stories that she also was curious where they would land to end. Knight Richard’s bloodlines, doctor Wölfe’s and Rose Duville’s bloodlines… Sonya was standing there with her two feet barely touch the cold grass on the ground, her eyes were sadly watching the battle between the two men from her past lives, they were fighting for her pride from each perspective. One of them had been chosen for her… Sonya sighed as she had made a choice for her present life. She swaye
Time passed…the storm was blowing upon both of Clayton and Sonya abruptly ended…they were thrown out from a portal which brightly light up.Clayton was resting next to Sonya with their stomach on the ground, both of them were not moving…His surrounding was in darkness, Clayton opened his eyes slowly and saw his clothes were messed up, torn off as he transformed to become a wolf.He got up and approached Sonya who was resting with her stomach on the ground, her outfits were also torn off, her back was half exposed.Clayton sighed. He turned Sonya to face up him as he rested her head on his lap. He fixed the cleavage of her upper outfit that was torn down by the freaking vampire, her two bumps were not covered with bra and exposed fully. Her breathing rhythm made her breast moving up and down harmoniously beautiful and tempting…Clayton shakingly buttoned up to cover her chest and saw her was breathing…he wiped his nose.He looked at the environment…it was quiet and they were thr
Knight Richard cringed in his pain and he held his jaws as Clayton put his punches on.“Hell, you are…” He hissed at the time he was cringing and his two fangs emerge sharper as they appeared to be ready to tear.Clayton sniggered and walked towards to the vampire a few steps.He stopped to check Sonya Duville and saw the woman was laying limp and she was not moving at all.Clayton was burned to become freaking out, he felt fiercely disgusted and sickened imagining how the filthy hand of the vampire had touched her.He felt his blood rushing into his veins, the heat of anger stroke his heart beat and made he craved for the vampire’s flesh to fight for Sonya’s pride.His teeth were grinding and they had changed to become sharp and fierce canines wanting to bite the vampire off into tiny chunks. His mouth came into more fierce outlook as he kept snarling.Marcus sighed. He witnessed his buddy had changed drastically to become a fierce giant wolf.He was howling…Marcus was call
Clayton’s tip nose was curling as he sniffed something.“I am sniffing…” he mumbled and kept curling his nose.“What are you sniffing, buddy?” Marcus looked so excited as he predicted that his buddy had found the woman’s existence or at least he sniffed her scent so they could trace her down.“Fresh lamb meat…I am starving…” Clayton wiped his mouth and it became quite watery. He licked his mouth as if he was attempted to taste something, craving for the stuff.Not the finding that Marcus expected. He puffed out. Waiting for his next locating steps…“I am going to find it out!”Clayton started snarling.Marcus rubbed his head although it wasn’t itchy. He gritted his teeth. His clenched hand was swayed in the air.“Ignore that meat, buddy. You should find her…”Clayton curled his forehead. “Who?”Marcus nearly ate his punch and cleared his throat. Luckily, those eyes of his buddy were shut, couldn’t see how he was about to be fed up…“Sonya Duville…” Marcus paused. “You are
“Hey, look!” Clayton excitedly pointed at the copper and small butterfly which was flapping inside the plastic bag.Marcus had put it on the floor.The butterfly was flapping but the time ran backward to that creature…it slowly changed and it returned to become a cocoon.Marcus was surprised and looked at Clayton.“It reversed within time dimensions and returned back to its cocooning state…” He paused and curled his nose as he was thinking hard.“It can be assumed that a butterfly has a lifespan for forty eight hours normally …” He rubbed his chin and made a frowning lips as he thought. “We can assume that time interval happening is forty eight hours or two days…as roughly predictability…” He looked at Clayton who was staring at him.“You mean that time interval brought back us on Monday?” Clayton arched his eyebrows.“What happen so?” He hissed and rubbed his forehead as he seemed so confused.“We were inside Novak’s house on the same day.” Clayton continued. He took a sigh
“Luka…Where are you?” Marquise half running steps were entering the mansion where Luka was staying.She had been looking for that vampire but…“What happened to you?” She opened the door of the lounge room and found Luka was unconsciously half resting on a long couch.Marquise sighed and approached the vampire, the scent of liquor coming out from Luka’s mouth.She tried to wake up the vampire using her magic power. She sat by the couch and let the vampire inhaled the smokes coming out from the old witch’s hand.She saw the vampire, Luka, opening her eyes slowly. Marquise walked to the table at the corner, she sniffed the glasses which put there, one glass was empty and the other one was untouched.She opened the cabinet and took out the bottle with thick red liquid from it.It wasn’t wine bottle but it was red blood of humans that Luka’s men had hunted for her…people became victims living outside the city. Most of their victims were unidentifiable people who people found diffic
Knight Richard drew a long inhale. His eyes brought some cloudy gaze at Sonya as he found by his eyes that woman was biting her lower lip helplessly.“What are you thinking, my love?” He whispered, sneaking from Sonya’s behind and wrapping his arm to the woman’s waist.“You seem skinnier than before…” He sniffed Sonya’s scent from her back neck and he saw the scar had recovered as he kissed it gently.Sonya gulped and tried to pull Knight Richard’s grips on her waist but she was too smaller and weak for that man. She was shivering as those pale and cold lips touching her skin…Her tiny fingers were holding Knight Richard’s big hands asking him to stop but the man wouldn’t as he grabbed the woman’s neck. He pulled Sonya’s face closer and pushed his lips on hers.As much as Sonya tried to release herself, as brutally as Knight Richard kissed her.“I know deep down inside your soul, you are missing me, Sonya…” He caressed Sonya’s back neck gently.“Please, don’t hide your feeling