Derek stood at the edge of the desolate graveyard, his heart heavy with grief. The moon hung high in the sky, casting an ethereal glow over the tombstones and ancient trees. He was a vampire, cursed with immortality and a thirst for blood, but tonight, his fangs were useless against the pain that consumed him.Beside him stood a pack of werewolves and his fellow vampires, their fierce and wild presence a stark contrast to his pale and delicate features. They were his family, his pack, and their loyalty was unwavering. Among them was his sister Victoria, her life tragically cut short Blake and his army. Tonight, they would bury her, bid farewell to the sister they cherished.Derek clutched a small wooden casket in his hands, adorned with intricate carvings and laced with delicate gold. It was a testament to the beauty and grace that Victoria had brought into their lives. The moonlight reflected off the polished surface, creating a shimmering effect that seemed to honor her memory.W
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