Chapter: 39 ******* TALON: The next morning, as I sat in class, the teacher droned on about the complexities of strategy in pack dynamics, but my mind was elsewhere. My heart raced as I tried to focus, the classroom walls seeming to close in around me. Suddenly, a notification sound erupted, followed by a chorus of pings from the students' phones, drowning out the teacher's voice. Curiosity flickered in my chest, but as I turned to see what was causing the commotion, I noticed the snickers from behind me. A few students were tossing rolled-up paper balls at my back, their laughter sharp and mocking. My stomach twisted in knots. I reached for my phone, dread pooling in my chest. When I unlocked it, my heart sank. The group chat, infamous for sharing camp gossip, was blowing up with notifications. Videos had been posted, and my stomach dropped as I clicked on one. The image that filled my screen was a grotesque caricature of my face, distorted and shaped like a rabbit. My voice
Chapter: 40 ******* TALON: Beta Knight ushered me into his office, the heavy door closing with a resounding thud that echoed in the tense silence. My heart raced, not just from the impending confrontation but from the sight of my uncle, Dirk, who sat behind the desk like a dark cloud looming over me. The moment our eyes locked, a wave of disdain washed over me, and I felt my body grow cold as fear coursed through my veins. As I dropped to my knees, the cold floor pressing against my skin, I felt utterly helpless. It was as if all the blood in my body had drained out, leaving me pale and trembling before the man who had always been a source of intimidation. Dirk rose from his seat, his movements deliberate and predatory, and I could feel the weight of his anger bearing down on me. “Look at you,” he hissed, his voice dripping with contempt. “You’re a disgrace, Talon. A pathetic excuse for a vampire.” I couldn’t speak; the words caught in my throat, suffocated by the overwhelmin
Chapter: 41*******TALON:As I lay on the cold floor, the world around me began to blur, the pain of my uncle’s words mixing with the sting of my tears. I could hear the rustling of papers and the low murmur of voices as Dirk returned to his seat, the heaviness of his presence pressing down on me like a stone. Beta Knight sat across from him, a grim expression etched into his features, and I knew they were about to discuss my fate.“Let’s talk about the punishment,” Dirk said, his voice steady but laced with venom. “This insolence cannot go unpunished. Talon needs to learn that there are consequences for his actions.”I felt a chill creep down my spine. The dread that had settled over me earlier intensified, and I instinctively curled into myself, bracing for the worst. Beta Knight nodded, his face devoid of sympathy. “What do you propose, Luna?”Dirk leaned back in his chair, a cruel smile playing on his lips. “I think it’s time Talon learned a lesson he won’t forget. I want him sen
Chapter: 42 ****** ALTAIR: The grand dining room buzzed with laughter and the clinking of silverware—a symphony of warmth that enveloped me as I descended the staircase. Chandeliers hung above like stars, casting a golden glow over the polished oak table, impeccably set with fine china and crystal glasses that sparkled in the light. The rich aroma of roasted meat and fresh herbs wafted through the air, mingling with the sweet fragrance of flowers arranged delicately in vases at each corner of the room. Servants scurried about, bringing trays laden with dishes from the kitchen. As I reached the last step, I spotted my family gathered at the table—my Birth Omega, my uncle Raphael, and his daughter, my best friend Bryn. Yet, my Dads were conspicuously absent; it wasn’t the first time, as they were always busy, especially at this time of year. Their faces brightened with smiles when they saw me, and I couldn’t help but return their joy with a grin of my own. I felt alive, vibrant, an
Chapter: 43 ******* ALTAIR: Bryn had always been curious about Camp Elysium since her teenage years began, but that curiosity transformed into urgent desperation the day she overheard Altair speak of a vampire he had encountered in the nearby forests. As a fox shifter, Bryn had always felt a sense of difference from the rest of the Pack. Although her Birth Omega was also a fox, she often pondered her place among the wolves. Yet, her fascination with Camp Elysium persisted. When Luna Dirk mentioned to her Birth Omega that he was visiting the camp to see the vampire boy—his exact words—Bryn seized the opportunity and begged to accompany him, to her delight, Luna Dirk agreed, and together they set off for the camp. Upon their arrival, Bryn was struck by the camp's beauty. Tall trees framed the area, their leaves whispering secrets in the wind. The air was thick with the scent of pine and earth, a stark contrast to the bustling life of the Pack. But as stunning as the scenery was,
Chapter: 44 ****** ALTAIR: With the details of our plan finalized, we emerged from the closet, ready to set our scheme in motion. However, as we stepped back into my room, Bryn’s curiosity sparked a question lingering in her mind. “Al,” she said, placing her hands on her hips and furrowing her brow in thought. “Why are you so interested in this vampire? I mean, we’ve never met him before, and suddenly you care about him so much. It doesn’t make sense!” I paused, caught off guard by her inquiry. It was true—my feelings for Talon felt overwhelming and inexplicable. “I don’t know, Bernie,” I admitted, my voice unsteady. “There’s just something about him. When I found him in the forest… it was like I could feel his pain—deeper than that, even. It was scary, but I knew I wanted to help and protect him. I may be small, but that didn’t matter. I didn’t even think; I just acted. And now, it’s like he’s more important than my own Birth Omega.” Bryn’s eyes widened in mock disbelief as
Chapter: 45*******ALTAIR:The opulence of the bedroom felt stifling, its rich mahogany walls adorned with tapestries that whispered of history and luxury. Yet for Dirk, the space seemed to shrink into a suffocating box, the weight of his turmoil pressing in on him. He sat on the edge of the grand bed, his head in his hands, tears streaming down his face—a testament to the maelstrom of emotions raging within.“Dirk,” Kurt’s voice sliced through the silence, sharp and laced with authority. “This is madness! You can’t punish him for defending himself.” Kurt squared his broad shoulders as he paced, his heavy footsteps echoing against the polished wooden floor. The tension radiating from him was palpable, each step a reflection of his frustration.“Madness? You call this madness?” Dirk shot back, his voice cracking under the strain of anger and fear. “Talon is a vampire! We’ve all witnessed what they can do. How can you expect me to sit idly by knowing that my son was around that monster
Chapter: 46******ALTAIR:“Why would I ever put Altair in danger?” Dirk’s mind raced, his heart aching at the thought. “How can I allow him to be near Talon when the very essence of a vampire was responsible for my suffering? My own flesh and blood could be torn apart simply because of who Talon is.”He could still see the glint of malice in Floridia's eyes when she had betrayed him, the way she had laughed while he crumbled beneath the weight of her betrayal. It was a memory that clawed at him—a reminder that vampires were not to be trusted. They were creatures of darkness, and in the back of his mind, a fear whispered: What if Talon was just like her? What if he turned on Altair when he least expected it? He had proven his fears right three times.Dirk’s gut twisted painfully as he thought of his son. Altair was all he had left, the light in his life, the very essence of his being. The thought of losing him was unbearable. Dirk had fought too hard to protect him, to keep him safe f