บททั้งหมดของ A vampire for the werewolf: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

My father said calmly. "But you must not blame yourself for what happened. It wasn't your fault. You did everything you could to protect your pack.""I know, Father," I said, my voice heavy with frustration. "But it's not enough. I should have done more. I should have been more prepared. I should have been there when they attacked.""Sometimes, things are beyond our control," my father replied. "But what's important is that you're doing everything you can to make things right. You're taking care of the wounded, and you're making sure that the culprits are brought to justice. That's all you can do."I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. My father was right. I had to focus on what I could control, and not dwell on what I couldn't. But it was easier said than done. The thought of those innocent lives lost, the bloodshed, and destruction of the banquet hall made me want to lash out."I know, Father," I said, my voice shaking with anger. "But it's not enough. I won't rest until

DRACO'S POV.I reveled in the glory of our recent victory over Amareux's Pack. The attack had gone flawlessly, and I could not be more pleased with my pack. As we feasted on the spoils of war, my heart swelled with pride. The sound of our howls filled the night sky, echoing through the forest, as we celebrated our triumph.I had declared a celebration in honor of our victory, and my pack was in high spirits. The mood was joyous, and everyone was enjoying themselves. I could see the happiness in their eyes, and it warmed my heart. We were all united in our victory, and it felt like nothing could bring us down.The tables were filled with all kinds of food, and the air was thick with the smell of roasted meat. I savored the taste of the succulent meat, relishing every bite. My packmates were laughing and joking, sharing stories and boasting of their accomplishments.As the night wore on, we continued to celebrate, singing and dancing around the fire. The beat of the drums pulsed through

95DRACO'S POV.As the leader of my pack, I always had to be prepared for anything. That's why when one of my guards told me that the council wants to speak with me, I was not surprised. However, I was a little bit curious about what they wanted to talk about. I had just returned from a successful attack on Prince Amareux's pack, and I was still feeling elated about it. Nevertheless, I knew that I had to put that aside and focus on whatever the council wanted to discuss.I quickly made my way to the council room, wondering who would be there to meet with me. As I entered, I saw that all the members of the council were there, sitting at a large round table. They all looked serious, and I could sense that they were troubled about something. I could also see that there were some empty seats at the table, which meant that some of the members were absent."Draco," said the head of the council, looking up at me. "We have called you here because we need to discuss our next plan of attack on

AMAREUX'S POV.As soon as I received news about Amelia's disappearance, I called my council together in a hurry. We needed to find a way to locate her and bring her back safely to the packhouse. But as we sat around the table, discussing our options, it quickly became clear that we were lost."What do you mean, you lost her scent?" I growled at one of my trackers, who had claimed to have caught a whiff of her earlier but couldn't place it now."I'm sorry, Alpha. It's like she vanished into thin air," he replied, looking down at the ground."We can't just sit here and do nothing," I snapped, slamming my fist on the table. "We need to find her, and we need to find her now."My council members exchanged worried glances, unsure of what to do next. We were used to dealing with physical threats and attacks, but this was a different kind of challenge. How do you find someone who seems to have disappeared without a trace?"We could send out search parties," suggested one of my advisors."We'v

The council members were in a state of chaos as they tried to come up with a plan to get Amelia back. The room was filled with the sounds of shuffling papers and hushed whispers as they poured over every piece of information they had. They had searched every inch of the city, interviewed every witness they could find, and had even gone as far as offering a reward for anyone with information on her whereabouts.Despite their tireless efforts, they had come up with nothing. It was as if Amelia had vanished into thin air. They were all frustrated, worried, and scared for her safety. They couldn't even begin to imagine what she must be going through at the hands of her captors.As the hours ticked by, their frustration only grew. They argued over every possible scenario and solution, but nothing seemed to make sense or be feasible. They were running out of time, and they all knew it. They needed to find Amelia and bring her back to safety, but they didn't know how.Some members of the cou