All Chapters of The Hybrid's Daughter- Red Moon, The Curse: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

"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

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

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

“I'm sorry; I should have never brought you here with me," Mathias said, berating himself, his anger palpable as he struggled with his failure to protect Fateema as he had desired. "You are forgetting I came here of my own free will," she said, forcing a smile through her pain, her determination shining through. "Let's kick that old witch's butt," she said, and her words brought a fleeting smile to Mathias's face, a momentary respite from the tension and fear that enveloped them. Mathias helped her up to her feet, their movements slow and deliberate, their bodies battered and sore. Together, they made their way towards the spot where Mrs. Fernanda had landed, but she was nowhere to be found. "Where is she?" Mathias exclaimed, his voice filled with frustration and confusion, his eyes scanning their surroundings. "She must have escaped, disappeared like the last time," Fateema Fatta responded, her voice tinged with disappointment. "No, no, no. She can't be gone... But can you find

"I can't really fault you; you only did what you thought would keep her safe. Everyone can make mistakes, and not even a powerful vampire like yourself is free from this," Mathias said empathetically. "I'm sure we will find a way to break Clara free from her curse." "But why didn't she just kill the mother and child when she cast the forgetting spell on you? I mean, you wouldn't have known because your memories of Ellen would have been wiped out," Fateema asked, her curiosity piqued. "I can never really trust a witch completely. So, before she cast the spell on me, I made sure she linked herself to me and Ellen. If she ever tried to harm Ellen, the forgetful spell she cast on me would be broken, and I would remember everything. Not only that, if Ellen was under threat by any supernatural being, the spell would be broken, and I would remember everything—be it a witch, vampire, or werewolf. I would rain down on them with my full anger," Damian replied, his voice laced with determinatio