SAME DAYEveryone who wore the red robed today we're considered the bravest and most loyal vampires and wolves. To fight in a battle so gruesome, death was assured to come to you, in the faith for the greater good.I had waited patiently, bearing the pulsating pain in my chest and hoping for the best for all of us. For the best that we would all survive and be together one last time as a clan before I set off on my own path to find out for myself the answers to my life. But the odds of that were slim and the chances of only one of us surviving was great.But I had hope. Hope on the fact that the adjudicators with the mind's-eye were to pair up with another fighter, either wolf or vampire. The one with mind manipulation would do their best to deceive the enemy into seeing mirages while the other defeats the opponent. But the wolves were no ordinary being, and the control they had over their minds was strong. It was left to a psychic battle between vampire and wol

ONE WEEK LATER. FRIDAYWhen I wake up it is to the soft touch of someone's skin against my regrown arm. My eyelids flutter slower as dim lighters through my lashes. I saw several blurry figures looming above me. I couldn't make out any faces or sounds except for the darker skin of Jhan... Or Nicha.After a few more minutes of indistinct chatter and blurry vision, I finally made out Leya's face. She looked down at me, a concerned frown on her face."Le-Leya?" I muttered. "What happened?""Shush. He’s waking, he's waking..." I couldn't recognize to whom this voice belonged to but it sounded feminine."Where I'm I?" I tried raising my head but the blow from a strong migraine sent me back down."We won Kaldar, you helped defeat Hardaj..."“Tia? Who is Hardaj?""Oh, for hells sake. Cut us the slack Kaldar! You were only out one week." Jereum said in an irritated complaining manner.I tried recollecting how I had g