The field reverberated with a cacophony of growls, snarls, and hisses as werewolves and vampires roamed about. Fangs bared, claws clicking against the floor, they prowled and pounced, creating a symphony of noise that echoed throughout the space.Thirty hunters howled with abandon, their voices rising and falling in a haunting melody that sent shivers down the spine. The vampires, on the other hand, hissed and snarled, their eyes glowing with a fierce intensity that matched the primal energy of their lupine counterparts.The sound of bones cracking and flesh tearing filled the air as the creatures battled for dominance. The entire field shook with the force of their movements as they lunged and leaped, their muscles rippling with power.Amidst the chaos, the sound of teeth gnashing and blood dripping could be heard as the werewolves and vampires tore into their prey. The air was thick with the scent of blood and sweat, and the noise only grew louder as the night wore on.The forest fi
The stench almost made Daphne puke. Her eyes watered as the rotten fumes filled her system because she chose to act like an alpha. On the floor lay the bodies of Gina, Marcel, and Julian. She had kept them in the dungeon, awaiting when she would bury their bodies. She just wasn't expecting it to take four days.As they walked out of the dungeon to have a proper discussion, Daphne felt sorry for them. She couldn't look Alina and Kellan in the eye. For customary purposes, she has decided to release Alina and give her her sister's body. Marcel and Julian won't be buried on the pack lands. Daphne had yet to figure out where she would bury his body. "You can take her body and bury her wherever you want to."Alina sniffed. She had been released that morning after her arrest. She didn't want to stay here. "I will take Gina's body with me. We will be with the other pack."Daphne hissed low in anger. Marcel had done a terrible thing by killing an alpha and joining his people into the infinite
As Liam laid on the bed, he couldn't help but think why Daphne was so bent on taking Marcel that far. Was that how she felt? He wondered what he could do to help her. She has been really quiet these days, only calling him when she needed to discuss things about the pack. He didn't feel like he knew Daphne of Bayview. Now, she was this new person he was sometimes afraid of talking to. There were sometimes he would meet her in her wolf form. The one time he asked Rio why she took over, her reason was curt and filled with irritation. "I am protecting her from her emotions."He planned to talk to her about her emotions. But there was no way he could do it because of how busy she seemed. Every morning, after feeding Mason and talking to him a bit, her eyes would glaze over and then she would disappear into her makeshift office. When it got dark, she would come out, stretching herself. Some hot afternoons, she would go out for a run in her wolf form with other wolves who cared to join in.
"Alright. You all will begin training on the day of the full moon. If you have a son or daughter who is eighteen years old, he or she will have to join in the training. Any child below the age of eighteen will work with the omegas whenever they come back from school. Am I clear?" Vale rang out to the group of wolves that came out for a meeting. It was hard to make them come, but they were all here.Someone raised a hand. It was a heavily pregnant woman, and hovering around her was her possessive mate. "What about us?"Daphne sighed, wanting to answer the question herself. "You have your mate to work for you. Although when I carried Mason, I worked for weeks. I can't say the same about you, but you won't sit all day." She raised her eyes to the rest of them. "No one is allowed to be lazy in this pack. You either join the gatherers, hunters, omegas, or warriors. I cannot lead a weak pack. So, if you cannot adhere to instructions, you will be punished.""What type of punishment?" The peo
Daphne paced back and forth in front of her closet, her heart pounding with anxiety. She had a date with Liam tonight, and she wanted to make a good impression. But what should she wear? She pulled open the closet door and surveyed the contents. There were plenty of elegant dresses and fancy outfits, but she didn't want to look too formal. This was supposed to be a casual date, after all. She had been wearing formal outfits throughout the day. This was something between Liam and her so she wanted to look casual and perfect.After several minutes of indecision, Daphne settled on a pair of dark jeans and a cozy sweater. It would be a bit windy at the bonfire spot. The fire might begin to warm them after some time. She pulled them out of the closet and held them up to her body, trying to envision how they would look on her.But something didn't feel quite right. Maybe the sweater was too baggy, or the jeans too tight. She tossed them back onto the bed and rifled through her closet again
Daphne began to hear the sounds of voices raised in conversation. The voices were deep and resonant, and they seemed to come from all around her. She couldn't quite make out what they were saying, but she knew that they were the voices of the elders.One day, her voice will become like that.Finally, Daphne arrived at the citadel's central chamber. The chamber was a massive circular room with a high ceiling and an intricate mosaic floor. In the center of the room, there was a large stone table surrounded by ornately carved chairs. The elders were seated around the table, deep in conversation.Daphne felt a thrill of excitement as she approached the table. She knew that this was her chance to prove herself to the elders, to show them that she was worthy of their respect and trust. With a deep breath, she stepped forward to address the elders. "Hi," she slightly bowed. The sound of her voice echoed through the chamber, and for a moment, there was silence. "She is the one we have been
Now,As the meeting progressed, the vampire lord rose from his chair and made his way to the rest room probably. Daphne watched as he passed her by, and she felt a chill run down her spine. "We have a problem." Julia said, removing the veil that covered her face with ethereal grace. Daphne nearly gasped at her beautiful face that reflected ancient connection to nature.Her yellow hair cascaded down her back in waves, adorned with delicate blossoms that seemed to dance with every movement. The elder fairy's face was etched with age, lines and wrinkles telling tales of centuries past. Her eyes, though ageless, gleamed with a profound wisdom that seemed to pierce through the depths of one's soul.Her voice, soft and melodious, filled the room, carrying a gentle authority that commanded attention. Daphne was just noticing and she wondered if it was because she removed the veil that showed her true self."You are a fairy." Daphne guessed correctly in shock. It wasn't a question.Julia bea
Curiosity mingled with apprehension as Daphne contemplated what this newfound knowledge could mean for her future. Would it lead her closer to the truth? Could it bring closure or perhaps even justice? The uncertainty of what lay ahead added a layer of complexity to her emotions, leaving her feeling both intrigued and cautious.As the weight of the revelation settled upon her, Daphne recognized that her journey had taken an unexpected turn. She turned the door knob to find Liam struggling with their feisty son. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her."I am glad you are here." He handed Mason over, wiping the back of his hand on his trousers. His face looked greasy and Daphne knew he hadn't taken a shower. "How was it?"Daphne was still in a daze. "It was… er… majestic, mysterious, special and…""And what?" Liam urged her.She glanced at him worriedly. "We have been wrong in our research. Coming from the horse's mouth, I think we were wrong."Liam was the most clueless. He coul