CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR

"What did you find out, Marcel?" A man standing huge and tall asked as he hovered over the table, his eyes fixed on Marcel.

Marcel walked in, standing before Vlad, the vampire king. He bowed his head. "My Lord, I have returned," he said, his voice fierce and straight.

Vlad walked down the few steps, walking towards Marcel. "Speak!" Vlad commanded.

Standing straight, Marcel stared directly at him. "She does exist... The Tribrid. I visited the witches and vampire clans but couldn't get her, but I finally found her in the Midnight Prowlers pack, where she happens to be the Luna of the pack." He took a deep breath as he combed through his hair with his fingers.

Vlad had sent him to go in search of her because he was the only one capable of getting the job done.

Many years ago, there was a prophecy that a Tribrid would be born, and she should be killed on that spot or else she would ruin the world.

It was later discovered that she was born and that her mother had escaped with her the momen