When Edward finally let Luther stay, they all turned their gazes towards me making me flinch and shiver for some reason. Edward sat on his chair intertwining his fingers with a serious yet elegant look. Despite being in his late 60's, Edward still has his handsome face, powerful aura, and youthful looks like he's still in his late 30's like how a human would look in that age. He intently gazed at my brown orbs with his dark blue ones, which sent shivers down my spine before finally asking his first question."Do you know why Cedric attacked our pack and kidnapped children of status from other powerful packs and clans?" He finally asked.My body started trembling uncontrollably upon remembering the very reason this has happened. I couldn't speak but tremble before them, and at the sides of my eyes, I could see Leo snicker at the state I'm in."Just why does he hate me so much?" I questioned in my head."Do you not know the reason? Or you're no

Just like that, I was able to tell them everything I know. And in the end, I managed to make them believe me. But I couldn't tell them I was the werewolf with two eye colors they were desperately searching for. I am not confident with myself. I know too well how powerful Cedric is, and that no one even myself would stand a chance against him. Throughout the conversation we had in Edwards' office, he's lost control of himself many times and his wolf would resurface to take control. I've told them everything that has happened in the woods one year ago. I told him the things Cedric did to Alexander and how Alexander struggled to the end. But strangely, I couldn't bring myself to cry. Talking about Alexander, I feel empty. But when I think about Cedric, a surge of immense pain comes into my chest making me feel unbearably guilty. I feel guilty towards the people on the attack, but now, I don't feel the same way anymore. I'm even having thoughts about regrets of coming ba

No matter how much we want the time to stop for the nightfall to not come, we cannot control time. All we can do is do our best to survive. Everyone's desperate to live. Some are crying out of fear, and some are simply flaunting their strength without knowing a thing about how powerful the enemy is. "There are thousands of warriors against those fragile witches and one beast. I don't even know if I can show my strength in this war. They will not be able to cross the palace walls, because they will all die before that happens." Said one of the warriors and the others just agreed and laughed with him. "Ha! What a moron!" I scoffed and looked away. I looked at my mother who is so beautiful doing the things she's good at. She continued making amulets for others as many as she could. But one thing baffled me the most. Why didn’t my parents say I was the werewolf destined to stop the beast? Don’t they want me to fight and save everyone? Or are they waiting for me t

VANESSA'S POV I ran quickly outside to see what was going on. The palace was huge but I could see from afar, people are shouting, dying, fighting, and smoke is everywhere on the palace walls. The Lycan King, his Queen, Massimo, Alejandro, and Diego watch the fight like a fun show. Through the telescope, they can see that the witches don't stand a chance against their warriors. I could see some of the witches flying with their broom just like what you see on television, Victor and his people might think those witches won't be able to cross the walls, but I can tell they'll be able to enter in no time. Still, I was disheartened by the sight of people screaming in agony. "How could they laugh when people are dying?" I said in disgust. NARRATORS' POV They kept on laughing until Victor zoomed in his telescope. He noticed that the witches fighting on the palace walls are so young. They looked like they're between the ages of twelve and seventeen.

I was standing a hundred meters away from Edward, Victor, and Alejandro. I could hear them talking, and based on their faces, I can tell they are scared to their bones. I looked at Cedric who is having fun watching the civilians and the warriors run for their lives. He's itching to attack them but he doesn't want to rush because he knows he'll win no matter what. Mom came up to me gasping. "Honey, your father... Have you seen your father?" She said in a panic. "What? No... I haven't seen him since the witches retreated." I said. My hands started to shake with the thought of my father dead. "No...NO!" I said in my head fighting my fears. "Don't worry, mom. I-I'll find him, then you both please go and hide." I said looking at my mother. And then Cedric chuckled. "Looking for him?" He said. I turned to look at him and my whole body froze. On his hand, he's holding my father who's badly hurt. "Apollo... Let