All Chapters of A vampire for the werewolf: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

PRINCE AMAREUX'S POV.As I walked into the Pack Seer's place, a chill ran down my spine. The room was dimly lit with candles, giving it an eerie aura. The walls were adorned with strange symbols and artifacts, and the air was thick with the scent of incense. It was a small room, but it was filled with an overwhelming energy that seemed to pulse through the very air.The Seer was sitting in the middle of the room, her eyes closed in meditation. Her hair was long and black, and her skin was as pale as the moon. She wore a simple robe, but it was adorned with intricate embroidery and symbols that seemed to glow in the candlelight. As I approached her, she opened her eyes and looked at me with an intense gaze."Greetings, Prince Amareux," she said in a voice that seemed to echo in my mind. "What brings you to my humble abode?"As I gazed at the seer, I couldn't help but be struck by her striking appearance. Her dark, flowing hair cascaded down her shoulders in loose waves, framing her del

ARAYAH'S POV.I received a summoned from the Prince again. I was in my room, reading a book and enjoying the peace and quiet when I heard the knock on my door. I opened it and saw one of his guards standing there, informing me that the Prince was in his office and wanted to see me.I made my way to his office, my heart racing with anticipation and nerves. As I entered, I saw him sitting there, sipping a drink. I wrinkled my nose at the strong smell, but kept a straight face before he noticed the look I made.He asked me to sit down and offered me a drink, which I politely declined. He nodded and took another sip, his eyes never leaving me. I sat down and looked around the room, taking in the dark wood furniture and the paintings on the walls.As he talked, I couldn't help but glance at his shirt, which was slowly parting, revealing his abs and his strong physique. I also noticed a few scars on his body, a testament to the crazy wars he had fought. Despite myself, I couldn't help but f

As I sat alone in my room, I couldn't help but feel the weight of fear weighing down on me. I was terrified that Meredith would reveal my secret to the Prince. It would be the end of me, and I'd be banished from the kingdom, or worse, executed.I had been doing everything in my power to make sure that the Prince naturally liked me, but it seemed like Meredith was always in the way. She wanted the Prince all to herself, and I was just a nuisance to her. I didn't want to be a nuisance. I just wanted to live my life without the constant fear of being exposed.But lately, Meredith had been very angry. I overheard the Duchess scolding her, and that could only mean that Meredith was on the verge of doing something drastic. I shuddered with fear at the thought of what she might do. I prayed to the Moon Goddess that she would control herself and not do anything stupid.I tried to push the thought out of my mind and focus on something else. I needed to find a way to make Meredith see that I wa

I woke up feeling terrible. Every part of my body ached, and my head felt like it was splitting into two. My eyes were heavy and my throat felt dry. I struggled to sit up, my muscles protesting with every movement. As I swung my legs over the side of the bed, I realized that my hands were shaking.I tried to stand up, but my knees buckled, and I nearly fell. I leaned against the bedpost, waiting for the dizziness to subside. I took a deep breath, hoping it would help clear my head, but it didn't. I felt like I was suffocating.I stumbled to the bathroom, using the walls for support. My reflection in the mirror was a sorry sight. My eyes were bloodshot, and there were dark circles under them. My skin was pale and clammy. I looked like I had aged ten years overnight.I splashed some water on my face, hoping it would help wake me up. It didn't. I brushed my teeth, trying to rid myself of the foul taste in my mouth. It didn't work either.I went back to bed, hoping that I could sleep off

AMAREUX'S POV.They were gathered in a clearing, huddled around a small fire. There were about a dozen of them, but it was hard to tell exactly how many.We took our time, carefully surrounding the rogues, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike. We didn't want to give them any chance to escape, and we didn't want to risk any of our own getting hurt.As we waited, I could feel the tension building in the air. My heart was pounding in my chest, and I could see the same nervous energy in the eyes of my men. We were all ready for the fight, but none of us knew exactly what we were getting into.Finally, I gave the command, and we rushed forward, weapons drawn. The rogues were caught off guard, and we quickly overpowered them. They fought fiercely, but we were well-prepared, and we had the advantage of surprise.But to my shock, as I turned back to make sure our rear was secured, I saw a group of rogues approaching from behind. They had snuck up on us, taking advantage of our focus