Earl, the vampire leader for the past one thousand years, sat at the dining table along with some elders of the clan who helped him with ruling the clan and making sure everything was in order.
He had just received another letter from the head of the human clan of the nearby village about his daughter, Marcelyn, and he felt sad.
Why wouldn't he? He was the vampire leader and he had made the rules, but his daughter was the one breaking those rules with no regard for his reputation.
If it had been any other person who did it, perhaps, it would not hurt Earl any bit, but for his daughter to break those rules meant that he would lose his authority as the leader if he didn't curb her on time.He fingered the letter again and thought about the letter he had received in the past with the same report about his daughter.
He also wondered how many more letters he would get if nothing was done to stop the reason behind the letters.
Earl kept fingering the words in the letter that had been written to remind him about the deals between the humans and the vampires.One thousand years ago, after Earl's father died from the war of dominance that had broken out between the humans and the vampires, and Earl became the vampire leader, he went to the human leader and made a pact with the man.
As long as the humans tolerated the vampires and they were allowed to live among them, Earl had assured the human leader that no vampire would ever feed on human blood again except that of animals.After he had succeeded in convincing the human leader and elders, Earl returned home and was given the command that no vampire was allowed to drink from humans from that day on.
The rules had become effective immediately and no vampire had broken that rule until his daughter came into the picture.
"Get a bottle of vervain," Earl commanded one of the servants in the room."My lord." One of the elders at the table said."She's your daughter." Another one said as he tried to discourage their leader from the decision he was about to make."Exactly why I need to make an example out of her," Earl told the elders at the table."Get the vervain and make sure to mask the smell and taste." The leader commanded the servant he pointed to.
"Yes, my lord," the servant said, and walked out of the room."Please, reconsider your decision, my lord," Van, who was also one of the elders, said.He was the youngest of the elders seated at the table and only a few years older than the leader's daughter, but he had merited the position with his bravery.
Earl knew that the young man was trying to dissuade him because he liked Marcelyn.
So many times, Earl had caught Van professing his love to his daughter, but Marcelyn never gave him any chance, which was a pity, since Van wouldn't mind a son-in-law like Earl.
"Only if she understands the errors of her ways and promises to change, then I'm willing to give her a second chance," Earl assured the man.The vampire leader got up and began to pace around the room, waiting for his daughter to return.He hoped that she would regret her actions and plead for forgiveness for her sin because he wasn't enthusiastic about losing his only daughter and child.
The servant returned with the vervain and set it on the table.
Earl walked over to it and smelled it.
When he was certain that Marcelyn wouldn't be able to determine the smell, he dropped it back on the table.
While the vervain doesn't kill vampires, it weakens them completely for a certain amount of time, which makes them vulnerable to enemies during those moments.They had the door cracked and they all turned to see who it was, just in time to see Marcelyn pop her head in before the rest of her body followed.
"Hey, dad," Marcelyn greeted her father while she ignored the rest of the people in the room like they didn't exist.She had just taken the first step to her room when her father's voice stopped her.
"We need to talk, young lady," Earl told his daughter in a voice that left no room for argument."I am not young," Marcelyn grunted at her father as she returned to the table where everyone was seated."You are only 300 years old.Of course, you are young.
Just like humans consider their children babies, no matter their age," Earl told her.
Compared to his one thousand and five hundred years, Marcelyn was still a baby to him.
"Do not compare me to those pathetic humans," Marcelyn told her father.Her black eyes gleamed with the hatred she felt for them despite their blackness.
Earl walked back to his seat, sat down, and held the letter up before he said anything."It's those humans we need to talk about, young lady.This is about the seventh letter I would be receiving from the human clan over your deeds," Earl told her.
He dropped the paper on the table and tapped it lightly.
"How would you explain killing those innocent people, Marcelyn?" Her father asked.
"You worry yourself too much, dad.Why do they need to report in the first place? They should come after me if they can," Marcelyn retorted and made to leave.
"I'm not done, young lady. So, where are you going?" Earl asked his daughter."I don't have time for this, dad," Marcelyn told her father."They are just food, so don't concern yourself over them." She said again, then she picked up the letter and read it.
"Why did they report again since they already placed a reward on me?" She asked in an amused tone.
Earl shook his head in surrender.His daughter was already too set in her ways and there was nothing else that he could do to reform her.
It was a good thing he had made plans concerning her already.
"Sit down, young lady.The elders and I were just discussing how to change the rules I had set about not drinking from humans.
How dare they set a reward on my daughter's head?" Earl said in an angry tone.
As the vampires closed in on Darell and Chris, a sudden howl echoed through the castle. Darell recognized it immediately. "That's Bella," he said, relief flooding through him.Seconds later, the door burst open, and Darell's sister and her mate Sam charged into the room, followed by Sam's three brothers, Thomas, Matthew, and David. The vampires turned to face the new threat, and Darell and Chris took the opportunity to launch their attack.Bella shifted into her wolf form, her powerful jaws closing around the throat of the nearest vampire. Sam and his brothers joined in the fight, their werewolf strength overwhelming the vampires.Darell and Chris focused their attention on Marcelyn, quickly untying her from the table. "Are you okay?" Darell asked her, relief flooding through him as she nodded."I'm fine," Marcelyn said, tears still streaming down her face.Darell took her hand, pulling her towards the door. "Let's get out of here."But just as they reached the doorway, they were conf
As the vampires arrived, Marcelyn and Van fought them off, while the wizard worked on breaking the spell that had been controlling her. It was a tough battle, but they managed to hold their own against the vampires.Finally, the wizard managed to break the spell, and Marcelyn regained control of herself. She looked around, disoriented, before realizing what had happened."Thank you," she said, turning to the wizard. "I don't know how to repay you."The wizard smiled. "It's all in a day's work. I'm just glad I could help."***Darell could feel his heart pounding as he stood at the altar, looking at Hannah. She looked beautiful in her white dress, but he couldn't help feeling like he was making a mistake. He didn't love her, and he never would.As they waited for the priest to arrive, Darell's mind drifted to Marcelyn. He wondered where she was, if she was safe. He couldn't stop thinking about her, even though he knew he shouldn't. He had to focus on Hannah and their future together.B
Darell sat alone in his room, staring blankly at the wall. His mind was a mess of emotions, and he couldn't seem to shake the feeling of betrayal that hung over him like a dark cloud."What are we going to do, Darell?" Chris, asked as he walked into the room. "Marcelyn is out there attacking innocent people, and we need to stop her before she does any more damage."Darell sighed deeply. "I know, Chris, but it's not that simple. Marcelyn is my mate, and I can't just go out there and fight her like she's some kind of enemy.""But she has become way more dangerous for us Darell," Chris argued. "She's attacking our pack and causing chaos. We can't just sit back and do nothing.""I know, I know," Darell said, running a hand through his hair. "I just don't know how to approach this. I don't want to hurt Marcelyn, but at the same time, I can't let her continue to hurt innocent people."There was a knock on the door, and Darell's head snapped up. "Who is it?""It's me, Jake," a voice called f
Darell hung up the phone, feeling both relieved and frustrated. He knew that he needed to keep the peace in the pack, but he couldn't help feeling like his own desires and happiness were being pushed aside for the greater good.Meanwhile, Marcelyn was still on the run. She had managed to evade capture so far, but she knew that it was only a matter of time before Darell and his pack caught up with her. She had returned to her old ways, feeding on innocent humans and reveling in her power.But even as she reveled in her newfound freedom, Marcelyn couldn't help feeling a sense of emptiness. She had loved Darell deeply, and the thought of never seeing him again made her heart ache. She had never felt so alone in her entire life.As the days passed, Darell and his pack continued to search for Marcelyn. They followed every lead they could find, but she seemed to have disappeared completely. Darell was beginning to feel hopeless, and he couldn't help wondering if he would ever see Marcelyn a
Aimea's expression remained unchanged. "I hope you do, son. But until then, your mate will remain in our custody."Darell knew he wasn't going to get anywhere with his mother. He turned on his heel and stormed out of the pack house, with Chris following closely behind him.As they got into the car, Chris turned to Darell. "What are we going to do now?"Darell sighed. "We need to find out who is really responsible for the killings. I have a feeling that Marcelyn is just a scapegoat."Chris nodded. "Where do we start?"Darell thought for a moment. "We need to talk to some witnesses. Maybe they saw something that could help us."They spent the rest of the day interviewing people who lived in the area where the killings had occurred. Most of them were too scared to talk, but they did manage to find a few who were willing to share their experiences.One woman, a human named Sarah, told them that she had seen a large wolf-like creature near the scene of one of the killings. She described it
"What the hell are you doing, Hannah?" he demanded, taking in the scene in front of him.Hannah was caught off guard, but she quickly composed herself. "I was just checking on Marcelyn," she said, holding up her empty hands.Darell's eyes narrowed as he looked at her. "I don't believe you. You were about to do something bad to her, weren't you?""No I was just coming to check on her" Aimea said, with tears coming out from her eyes.When Darell saw her crying, he was moved with compassion and decided to believe what she was saying. Darell moved close to her and embraced her."I am sorry Hannah, I never meant to make you feel bad, maybe I was imagining things". Darell said."It's okay, Darell it's not your fault, Hannah said, holding Darell tightly.While they were holding each other, Marcelyn woke up and saw them."What's happening here?" Marcelyn asked. And immediately Darell removed his hand from Hannah."What's going on here Darell and why are you holding her like that?" Marcelyn sa