"Irya, Olivia's sister,"
"Olivia! Olivia! What happened to you?"
I kept calling my sister's name, but she didn't seem to be able to move.
"Dad! Mom!" "Help!" Everyone came running towards me after I shouted loudly.
"What happened to your sister, Irya?"
"I don't know, dad. She just got home, and she's shaking uncontrollably."
"Oh my, what is this?" My mother pointed out something on my sister's shoulder. It looked like a foul, bloody wound. Every second, it grew bigger. We examined her entire body after placing her on the couch, but there didn't seem to be any other wounds besides the crawling, filthy wound that now covered almost her entire body.
I cried and begged my parents for help. "Will she survive?"
"We will try to find a solution," my parents said with concern. My father got up to make a phone call.
And all I could do was cry and listen to everyone.
"Hello... yes..." Silas: May I speak with him? Yes, OK. Silas, we urgently need your help. It's Arturo, yes... "Thank you once again."
My father hung up the phone and turned to my mother.
"Did you call the witches?"
"Yes, I need to know what happened to Olivia. And maybe they can help her with a spell."
After a while, Silas, the witch wolf, arrived at our house. My father quickly pointed at Olivia.
Silas placed various plants and blood on the table. My sister Olivia gave him some blood.
"My eyes widened when I saw a fog, then a circle, and Olivia was in the center talking to someone. Then she used her power to kill the girl, and a minute later, someone else appeared, and my sister killed the girl again, but not for the same reason as before."
My sister was bitten by her...
"Who is she?"
She is a Lyrcan, based on her wrist tattoo, which every wolf has to determine which clan they belong to.
"You don't need to beg anyone to tattoo you, but the wolf tattoo appears after you are born. She's not just a Lyrcan, but a one-of-a-kind one: she's the daughter of a sinner. Her strength is gradually revealing itself. But I suppose the woman is to blame. Olivia clearly made a mistake. And it's not a simple matter, because if the elders find out, we'll have to prepare for the next fight."
"Oh no. We need to hide this."
"Yes, Alice, we will hide this, and Silas will help us," my mother said. Silas smiled...
"Of course, who wants war, by the way?"
Silas cast a spell and summoned their erase power totem to undo the damage, then transformed into something else.
After that, Olivia shook uncontrollably, and for a split second, she vanished into thin air.
My eyes widened once again. Everyone was taken aback and surprised.
"No, sister!" "Please come back!" I exclaimed.
My father hugged me and tried to calm me down after my scream.
"Lyca"
"Put this necklace on." This is the last thing I can offer you, Lyca. It will come in handy later. Her mother's voice echoed as I slowly opened my eyes. The sun's rays hit me. It bothered me a little, but I could deal with it. I sat on the bed, taking in the twisted, bright pink space with a hint of darkness.
Wait, what am I doing? Is this someone's room? My room was a little bluish the last time I checked.
A girl around my age entered through the door. She was 5'2" tall with long, curly dark hair, a white, clear complexion, lovely dark eyes, a sharp nose, and attractive pink lips. She wasn't smiling and had a slightly expressionless face.
In short, I didn't care about anyone.
"At last, you're awake," she murmured, sounding bored.
"Mom, Lyca's awake." Someone entered the room after the girl called out, and she had the same features as the young girl earlier.
"Hello, Lyca, I'm Agnes," the girl said. "Aubrey is my daughter."
I looked behind her at the girl who had muttered something. "We found you unconscious at your doorstep, and your aunt...
When she remembered what had happened, her eyes widened. "I'm sorry, Lyca."
"Where is my aunt?"
"Jove couldn't make it. I believe she left this for you."
Agnes extended her hand to show me the necklace that belonged to my aunt. She realized she was crying without even realizing it.
Her aunt was the only living relative who cared enough to be here. So, what would she do now?
"We are also your relatives. Although they were distant relatives, they are still family. Your grandparents are eagerly awaiting your arrival." They're at the station, waiting for you to get ready.
After I nod, they close the door. "Please give me some time."
The last time Lyca saw her grandparents was during her parents' execution. As clan leaders, it was their duty to punish those who had done wrong, but she still despised them. However, she still loves and cares for them.
She quickly straightens up, worried about what her grandparents might do to her.
Damon
I was keeping a watchful eye on Lyca from a distance, waiting for her to wake up. Suddenly, a terrifyingly loud noise erupted.
The ground trembled slightly, and the wind roared and howled, filling my ears. What could it be? I leaped onto a large tree and stayed there to keep an eye on Lyca. Maybe Lyca can wait, and I believe she'll be fine with her relatives. I hurried back home to our mansion as fast as I could. I needed to find out what was going on from the old councils.
Zack
Last night, some Lycan elders came to visit us for a special gathering. When it comes to my grandparents, they can be ruthless.
"Someone assassinated my daughter and attempted to assassinate my grandchild. If it wasn't your clan, please help us identify the culprit."
My granddad chuckled heartily. "What if we are right?" So, what are your plans, Xandros?"
The Lycan elder also laughed.
"Perhaps your wolf clan is the most powerful, but I assure you, I have an ace up my sleeve." Zandro," the elder Lycan's voice boomed in the room.
My grandfather smirked. "Is that so?"
"Just let me know when you've made your decision. You know where to find me."
After the visitors left, I asked my grandfather about them. What was the purpose of the Lyrcan elder's visit?
Do they have any other granddaughters? Besides, The Sinner, yes! Zack. Someone tried to assassinate the Sinner's daughter. That wasn't surprising, but Xandros is now reacting because his daughter is involved. "I don't blame him."
For a moment, I was stunned. That's why Lyca has been absent from school. What happened to her? Is she okay? Those were the only thoughts running through my mind the entire night.
Why do I feel the urge to harm someone who has hurt her? I'm really worried.
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Damon
"What is going on?"
"Dad, what's happening?" he asked.
"Is it Albert the Great?"
"What? He is supposed to sleep peacefully forever."
"We don't know, son, but someone might have triggered him. Maybe he smells or hears something we're not aware of."
Damn! Everything will change once her majesty wakes up. I'm sure of it.
I muttered to myself.
"Yes
, son, maybe we should prepare for war."
I felt dizzy and sat down on our couch.
"What do we do now?"
"At this moment, Damon, we don't know.”
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