On one dark and cloudy night, the dense forest bore silent witness to the tension that engulfed the werewolf's forbidden territory. Andrei, the powerful alpha leader, felt a heavy weight on his shoulders. His heart was filled with guilt after his fight with Heimzel, who was badly injured.They stood in the middle of a forest surrounded by giant trees, the full moon hidden behind black clouds. Andrei felt his duty as the alpha leader should be strictly maintained, but right now, he was in a dilemma. Heimzel, the beta he relies on, is injured because of him. It's a battle that leaves only regret, but sometimes it's necessary to establish yourself as a true leader.Andrei remembered that after the battle he leaned against a large tree, his eyes fixed on the open wounds on Heimzel's body. "I know, as alpha, I must show my strength," he muttered to himself, "but I must also remember that we are family, Heimzel," he whispered softly.Meanwhile, the faithful Lukas was busy taking over Heimze

David and Reina continued to argue fiercely, both blaming the other. Tensions were mounting between them. Reina was extremely disappointed that David was unable to secure Sabrina, which meant that his rival was still a threat to him. Andrei would not be able to love her if Sabrina's name was still in the game.David, who saw Reina getting angrier and angrier, finally felt that she couldn't work with him anymore. He began to consider other options. The only way to control Reina and carry out his plan was to hypnotize her.Meanwhile David also began to feel that Reina could no longer be controlled. Reina was too busy pursuing her desire to become luna. David also realized that as long as Andrei was still there, it would be difficult for him to deal with Sabrina.David thought that Sabrina was maintaining a balance between the two worlds of werewolf and vampire. He realized that Sabrina could not choose between the two, as that would spark further conflict between them. Sabrina was a ki

An atmosphere of grief enveloped the fake werewolf in all corners. It looked gloomy after the death of Heimzel and Reina. Their departure was a huge blow to their pack. Andrei, the Alpha, felt very guilty and regretted himself for losing two important people from Beta. All the werewolf citizens gathered in silence under the faintly burning moonlight. Occasionally they bowed their faces, showing great sorrow. Occasionally some patted each other on the shoulder, comforting each other. There was a clear scent of sadness on their faces.Losing the wise and respected Heimzel to all the pack members was a big blow. Since long ago, Heimzel had been a father figure to many pack members. Sadness also hung on Moira's face. It was only some time ago that she had a conversation with Heimzel. She felt shocked that she had not prevented it from happening.Moira did not get any insight into what happened to Heimzel and Reina. I didn't get any prediction that there would be a tragic event. Moira did

In the heart of the bustling city, where streets teemed with life and secrets were whispered among the shadows, fate orchestrated an encounter between two charismatic beings. Andrei, the rough yet magnetic alpha werewolf, and David, the cool and charming vampire prince, found themselves face to face. Their gazes met, sparks of rivalry igniting like embers caught in a gust of wind.‌David's voice, smooth as silk and just as calculated, cut through the air. "Andrei, isn't it? How coincidental to meet you here. I was just about to drop by and visit Sabrina."‌Andrei's lips curled into a smirk, his aura a blend of untamed energy and a challenge accepted. "David, the vampire prince himself. Here to sprinkle some vampire charm on my turf?"‌David chuckled, a sound that danced like moonlight on water. "Merely extending a courtesy, my friend. It seems we both have an interest in the lovely florist."‌Andrei's gaze hardened, his resolve unwavering. "Sabrina and I have a history, one that r

The flashback cast its spell, leaving David shattered to his core. The bedrock of his reality had crumbled, revealing a tapestry of deceit. Andrei's protestations had been truth – he wasn't the architect of the tragedy that befell David's parents; it was Leonard all along. The weight of unjust accusations directed at Andrei, resulting to the death of his wife and child, weighed heavy on David's conscience. Yet, a fortress of denial still held him captive, compelling him to flee back to his lair.‌Within his secret sanctum, the echoes of anticipation hung heavy as Leonard's presence greeted him. There was no hesitation; David seized the reins of confrontation, demanding the truth from the enigmatic orchestrator of his life's web. But Leonard's response was a defiant denial, a cascade of certainty that washed over him. Instead, his finger pointed at Sabrina – an assertion that she wove magic into his mind to obscure reality.‌"Leonard, tell me the truth!" David's voice dripped with bi