Crescent Pack Chronicles: The Lost Triplets

My feet pounded aggressively on the broken branches in the dense forest, tearing through the undergrowth with each stride. Despite the pain and discomfort, I cared little for the cuts and bruises that littered my skin. All that mattered was escaping.My wolf-like strength had carried me far, but even that was failing me now. My body was giving out, gasping for breath, and pleading for respite. Yet I refused to yield. I couldn't stop now. Not when that monstrous creature was hot on my heels.Every fiber in my being screamed in protest as my legs threatened to buckle beneath me. But I pressed on, determined to outrun the beast that hunted me. It was using its own inhuman strength, fueled by an unyielding hatred for my kind. I knew this all too well, having lived my entire life in a constant state of flight and evasion.My family had been mercilessly slaughtered by the same merciless hunters who now pursued me. Their thirst for blood knew no bounds, their hatred for our kind beyond compr

I hadn't won a fight with a vampire before. The last time I fought with a vampire, the result was regrettable for me. I remembered how it flung me against the trees and choked me, dangling me in the air effortlessly, and I trembled. I recalled feeling pains in my spine, my ribs, and everywhere else for days. The vampire's bites and scratches left scars on my body to this day. And it was only one that had inflicted those things on me that day, but, now, I had two vampires plodding over to me with determination. I have been avoiding the open arms death offered to me all these years, but now I think it's time to walk into it. However, I wasn't one to give up without a fight. I knew there were zero probabilities of me winning, but there was no harm in giving it a try. So, I let them capture me. I watched as one of them grabbed my hands and pulled them together behind me, and the other held my throat in a tight grip, digging his claws into the skin there. I was choking and pulling a