Chapter 7

"But how?" I questioned, pacing around her room, baffled. It was not possible, but still it existed before me, in the palm of Maria's hand.

"We used to go there about once a month, but since they tightened security in their territory we haven't been able to get close. Richard eventually became impatient and decided to go in by himself." She muttered the last bit sadly, partly angry that her mate had decided to go alone without her knowledge.

"I've heard stories, but I'm not really sure how it's made, the last one was thought to have been used thirty years ago." I stared at the crimson mixture, transfixed by the power a single bottle held.

These mixtures were created in order to kill vampires, working from the inside it seeps through the skull and fries the brain. The last one was thought to have been used to kill the Vampire King's son in 1987, the closest a werewolf has come to regaining dominion since a millennium. Since then no werewolf has been able to co