Sonya walked to approach The Sacred Land with some tacit steps. The surrounding was tranquil as it started to verge on the twilight. When she looked up in the sky, the reddish smudge had shown up.She turned her eyes down and she saw four women in white dresses and each of them wore a white embroidered veil to cover their head, the four of them were kneeling to circle the hinged stone.“Mum?” She approached a woman in her mid-fifties with her straight berry-colored hair. Her eyebrows were furrowed. ‘Did Mum come here but she didn’t message me about her short visit? It’s weirdo…’ She stared at her mum’s back.“Why didn’t you call me, Mum?” She whispered and her mum seemed to ignore her or she didn’t know that her daughter was standing behind her.She stood behind the woman before she bent her knees on the ground. She looked around, her eyes captured Miss Claudia, Auntie Caroline, Mum, and Miss Clementine, the owner of the florist shop where Auntie Caroline and she bought some bouquets
Auntie Caroline poured a cup of tea with camomile flavor for Sonya. She took a seat next to Sonya who was sitting with her face covered by her two hands. Sonya looked so messed up. They were in the kitchen and sitting on the kitchen’s stools.She scrunched Sonya’s shoulder and inhaled. “Drink your tea, my dear.” She put a cup of warm tea in Sonya’s sight. She spoke in a gentle voice and her eyes looked quite cloudy when she looked at Sonya, her only niece.Sonya exhaled and pulled her two hands from her face. “Thank you, Auntie.” She held the cup with her two hands. Auntie Caroline smiled at her while she took a glimpse of her. “You can tell me anything, Sonya…” Auntie Caroline sipped her tea and looked at Sonya again. She turned down her sight at the table as she put her cup on it. She folded her two arms and rested them on the table.Sonya took a sip of the tea and she put the cup down on the table. “Did I visit the Sacred Land when you found me fainted, Auntie?” She looked sideway
Sonya tried to catch her breath as she entered the eleven-stone gate. She stopped in her place and bent over to regulate her breath.The little boy turned his back around to her. He was staring at her with an enigmatic sight and standing next to the hinge stone. He smiled at her and pointed at the ground around the hinge stone.Sonya wiped her nose and face with her hand. Her breaths still sounded huff and puff.She gazed at the little boy. ‘His face reminds me of someone. His blue eyes, his dark hair, his lips…I think I know. Richard Cardinal? Hey, that little boy looks so similar to Richard Cardinal.’ Sonya breathed in deeply and in a long gasp. The distance between her and the little boy was approximately less than two meters.Sonya was still in her standing position. She looked at the little boy who kept staring at her.A sudden, she saw the surroundings begin to blacken and were draped by a thick mist. Her eyes commenced to encounter some difficulties in her sight reach point as
“What’s going on with this case? Why is it fuming?” Sonya rose from her seat and took some steps backwards from the table as she held her bleeding palm. With one hand, she tried to grab her mobile phone from the table. She dialed Clayton’s number while her eyes kept staring at the fuming case. She held the call as she heard Clayton was in another call. “Come on, Clay…answer my phone. What’s going on with you?” She bit her lower lip as she hid her worry. At the same time, Clayton tried to reach Sonya by his call. He squinted his eyebrows. “What’s up?” Marcus stared at him. “Her phone was busy.” Clayton pulled his mobile phone away from his ear. Marcus sniffed harshly and opened the fridge to grab two diet Cokes. He opened one can for Clayton. “Is she working?” He took a sip of coke. Clayton inhaled. “Hope she is not talking with that vampire.” He leaned backward on the sofa and took a sip of coke. “Jackson told me that she has a project need to accomplish with that vampire…” Ma
"Sonya said she found a case when she visited the Sacred Land," Clayton turned his head to Marcus after ending his long distance phone call with Sonya.His sigma beta friend, Marcus who also his right hunker man among his pack members, was leaning backward on the couch next to Clayton and his hand with a can of coke was staggering down from the side of the arm couch. His eyes kept staring at Clayton. The bubbles of curiosity to hear more appeared in his stare at Clayton. He kept waiting for his alpha to continue digging up his inquisitive instincts with his explanation."It consists of an old script. Perhaps it could give us some clues..." Clayton continued and sipped his coke. His fingers thudded on the arm of sofa he was taking a seat on. The wave of curiosity and excitement flooded into his thinking frame but the deep quest seemed destined to explore. Marcus took a deep breath. "How dangerous do you think this vampire, buddy?" He shot Clayton with his piercing skeptical stare.Cla
"Should we wait for the full moon night to open the case?" Sonya bit her lips as she held her palm.Mr. Jackson inhaled. "I think The Wehr knows about it!" He put his gaze at Sonya and Clayton in return.Clayton folded his two arms and snuffed loud. "I think that I will come to see eye to eye about it. It is the best thing of a sliced bread right now!" He turned his gaze at Sonya. "I hope you're good.""Yeah, it's only a scratch." She answered without turning her gaze from her plastered palm to Clayton.Clayton followed Mr. Jackson to stroll around the path and left Sonya alone inside the cabin."Has she shifted?" He asked Mr. Jackson who lit his cigar up. "I couldn't sniff any female wolf odour from her." He sighed and put his sight from Mr. Jackson shifted to the cabin where Sonya was taking a seat inside.Sonya turned her head around and saw Clayton was looking at her. "But I am pretty sure that her hearing sense has changed, as sharp as a wolf." Mr. Jackson giggled and took a sho
"Sonya, control your anger..." Clayton spoke to her in his emphasized tone. His eyes snatched at Sonya who was snarling and panting in her anguish.The mist vanished but the clouds had embraced the moon with their shadowy shade. The dark shadows made the bright side of the full moon faded and the wind blew more rustling.Auntie Caroline folded her two arms as she pulled up the collar of her jacket. The temperature in the surrounding where they were standing on the Sacred Land began slicing any human bones and flesh with some bitting chills.Sonya turned her eyes to see Auntie Caroline was shivering in her standing position and her teeth sounded chattering. She kept spelling some mantra."Stop it, Auntie. You hurt me and the little boy with your mantra." Sonya snarled again. She began to cower in her position and she reached her arm to the little boy who was screaming in his pain, before he was banished by a white powerful haze.Clayton sighed as he witnessed the little boy ghost Sonya
Richard smirked and his eyes were gazing at Claudia. There was a shadow of fiery flames inside his look. “Why should you deny what happened between me and her? Because you are The Wehr? What magic power will take an overwhelming power upon another witches, Claudia?” His voice soaked in heavy tone as he persuaded Claudia to understand the situation. His unspoken beg to the old blood witch stopping the woman he loved from her transformation.“But your soul has been cursed for what you have done many years ago, Knight Richard." Claudia stared at him and her hand was stretching out as her witch power tried to hold some bad energies to enter the Sacred Land. Knight Richard sneered. “You know that we have the entangled thread already--.” His eyes moved to Sonya who began to get up from her cowering place but she seemed to struggle to do that. He found her trembling arms as she was exhausted. He gasped to see that scene as he wanted to help her tiny body up but he couldn't do that. His so
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