LOGINSamuel is the former lover of Arnanta's daughter. He chose to leave the kingdom of Werewolfia for a while because he still could not accept Arnanta's departure. However, here he meets a human named Brizella who has disturbed his sleep.
"So, do you belong to the wolf nation?" asked Brizella to the point.
"The wolf nation? Why do you know all about that? Do you also know about my people's enmity with the vampire nation?" Sam pressed.
Brizella could not possibly tell that she knew all this from her boyfriend, Jeff, who is a vampire.
"I'm just looking at the fairy tales I've read," said the girl.
Her smile was very sweet. Her eyes were a yellowish hazel color, similar to the eyeballs of the wolf nation. Her hair was a light brown color, as light as her skin, reminding Samuel of someone.
"I am indeed a wolf nation, I can change shape at will and then return to human, but during the full moon, I turn into a wolf temporarily and cannot return to human until the full moon is over," Sam told us a little about himself.
Actually, Brizella already knew a little from Jeff that the wolf nation would transform into wolves during the full moon.
"Hem, then what did you go to a dangerous forest like this for?" the man asked back.
The girl was silent. There was no way she could tell him that she wanted to find her parents. She was afraid that Samuel might ruin her whole mission.
"Just going on a temporary vacation," the girl replied casually.
"Vacation? In the middle of this very dangerous forest?" asked Samuel in surprise.
"I actually came here because I wanted to find my biological parents. My mom told me she found me in this forest," said Brizella, who was finally honest.
Brizella's smile, eyes hair was similar to someone Samuel knew.
"If you only rely on information from your mother, are you sure you'll get it? Did your mom give you any other clues?" the man asked.
"Here!" Brizella shows us a bracelet with 'Na' written on it.
Samuel was increasingly convinced that this beautiful girl in front of him was not an ordinary human being. Her bracelet that she said came from her biological mother, plus Brizella is not the child of her current mother.
"I can help you find your family, don't worry I'm not an evil werewolf!" he explained.
"But you almost pounced on me earlier!" said the girl.
"That was, when I thought that you wanted to disturb my sleep!" she chuckled.
Samuel finally told me that he lived in the kingdom of Werewolfia, a kingdom inhabited by thousands of wolves. The kingdom was led by a chieftain and king named Marcus and his wife, Giselle. Unfortunately, their daughter, Arnanta died because of a fight with vampires. Now, they are in a quandary because Giselle and Marcus have no other offspring besides Arnanta.
"Then I heard rumors of a prophecy that a goddess of mixed blood would come to save my people," he explains.
"A goddess? Why is she called a goddess?" the girl asked curiously.
"Because she was born of mixed blood. According to my people's beliefs, a person born to a wolf nation and a pure human is a goddess and a god. One day she will save the two nations from the cruelty of the vampires," he said.
"Was there ever a goddess in the kingdom before?" Brizella was getting excited to ask.
"There are already 6 goddesses who saved my people. My ancestors were saved by all of them. However, we are still waiting for the 7th goddess," he retorted.
"Don't you hate humans too? But why do you consider the child born between humans and the wolf nation to be your savior goddess?" Brizella was even more astonished.
"We may hate the human race, but those goddesses are special children because they were born in an unusual way," Samuel did not tire of explaining to the girl.
"Then, why don't you just marry a human and give birth to many gods and goddesses so that your nation will be protected by vampires?" Brizella was still curious.
"Generally, my people are strongly opposed to human-wolf relations. If it is already done, they will exterminate the human who has a relationship with the wolf nation. After that, they marry off the wolf people to fellow wolf people," he said.
"How cruel!" chirped Brizella.
"That's my nation!" he chuckled.
"Your people amaze me because you hate humans, yet you privilege the children born to them," she said.
"Because their birth was destined. The power between the two nations made them born very special. That's why we privilege the gods and goddesses so much because they are so great at surviving to be born in the midst of this hostility," he explained.
Brizella nodded in understanding. Now, she knew why the wolf nation was desperate for the 7th goddess, because it wanted to destroy the vampire nation.
"But I wonder about your bracelet, it doesn't look like a normal bracelet!" Sam voiced his opinion.
"I don't know, maybe I'll find out for myself later," the girl muttered.
"Do you want to come with me to werewolfia?" the man asked.
Jeff's shadow returned as he said "no! don't follow him!" he pleaded.
"I don't think so, I'm afraid of being eaten by your people!" the girl chuckled.
"No, I'll definitely tell them first," Sam was still trying to seduce her.
"Thank you. But I still want to find my mom," she explained.
"Who knows, you might find the answer to your question there," Sam said.
"Sorry, I still can't," Brizella followed Jeff's shadow this time.
"Alright I won't push you anymore. I also have to prepare for the war with the vampire nation, bye! May we meet again!" Sam waved goodbye.
Brizella replied. She was very happy to meet a friend like Samuel even though he was a werewolf who was the enemy of her lover's own nation, Jeff.
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Meanwhile, the wolf nation was gathering in the kingdom of Werewolfia. They are strategizing in order to paralyze the vampires. While they were all strategizing, Marcus returned to see his wife, he hoped Giselle knew a little about the existence of the goddess who was predicted.
"Giselle, I know you are still saddened by our daughter's passing, but we must also think about something far more important, the war, about our lives and the safety of our people," he explained.
Giselle was still silent.
"I want to ask you, when your father gave you to me, I accidentally heard that you had previously had a relationship with a human nation so your father was angry and told me to marry you. Now I want to ask, did you have a child from him?" asked Marcus which made Giselle round her eyes.
No! Giselle did not want to reveal that she had a child named Anna. She didn't want her daughter's existence to be disturbed. She just wanted Anna to live in peace regardless of who was taking care of her at the moment. She was afraid that if Marcus found out about the child from her illicit relationship, he would kill her.
"That's just a story from my father isn't it? I don't have any human children. My only child is Arnanta," Giselle was forced to lie.
"Really?" asked Marcus to confirm.
Giselle nodded vigorously. She tried to make Marcus believe in her and not bring up her past again.
Because he was disappointed not to get an answer from his wife, Marcus finally chose to leave. He will focus on the war and forget the prophecy about the existence of the goddess. Because according to Ghevana, fate itself will bring the goddess to Werewolfia.
"Dead or alive, I will defend my people!" he thought.
As for Samuel, he had returned to Werewolfia. His meeting with Brizella earlier made him keep smiling at the thought of her sweet face.
"Arnanta, I'm sorry. It's not that I wanted to forget you so soon, but it seems that my wish came true that I wanted you back in a different form and that was Brizella," he said.
Sam has no idea that Brizel is the lover of Jeff Alderson, a vampire who is the sworn enemy of his own people.
"But, why do I feel that Brizella is not an ordinary human, she seems to have her own power from somewhere," he thought.
Sam then recalled when he wanted to attack Brizella as if there was a light protecting the girl and he was the one in pain.
"That girl, it's like she's being protected," he said.
"That light is very dangerous. She seems to be protected. I firmly believe that she is not an ordinary human. He must be a creature like me or a vampire. But, why don't I smell her?" he wondered.
Brizella, does not have the odor of a vampire, wolf, or human. So, what kind of creature is she?
"Is she the goddess we've been looking for?"
That night felt like a mistake.Not just because the sky was covered in dark clouds, leaving not a single star behind, or because the cold air pierced straight to the bone. It was more than that—there was something unseen, something impossible to explain, yet unmistakably present.Pressure.Silence.And a sense of dread that couldn’t be avoided.The forest surrounding the kingdom of Werewolfia was usually alive at night. The chirping of crickets, the rustling of wind through the leaves, and the faint footsteps of nocturnal creatures moving behind the bushes were all part of its nightly rhythm.But tonight—there was nothing.The silence wasn’t ordinary.It was suffocating.As if all of nature had chosen to fall quiet… because it knew something was about to happen.In the courtyard of the Werewolfia kingdom, Brizella stood.Alone.Her hands were tightly clasped together until her knuckles turned white. Her breathing was uneven. Her chest felt heavy, as though something was pressing fro
Blue light burst from the crack in the guardian stone like the breath of a creature finally freed from a long grave.The ground trembled.The air turned colder than any night Brizella had ever felt. Not ordinary cold—but the kind that seeped into bone, pierced through blood, and stole the breath from her lungs.Marcus stood at the front of his warriors.“Form a defensive line! Protect the heart of the territory!”The wolves shifted almost at once. Bones snapped, muscles stretched, and howls tore through the forest. Samuel stood at Marcus’s left, his eyes burning with vigilance.But Brizella did not move.She stood staring at the crack, feeling something… calling to her.Not a threat.Not a friend either.More like an echo from the past that knew her name.Jeff stood beside her. “That’s not vampire energy.”“I know,” Brizella replied softly.The blue light twisted into a small vortex in the air, spinning slowly like mist aware of its own existence. From within it came a low sound—not a
That night, the moon hung perfectly over the sky of Werewolfia—large and white, as if watching every breath taken by the creatures beneath it.Brizella stood in the center of the ancient stone circle, a place long reserved only for the elders’ sacred rituals. The ground around her still bore faint traces of the cracks caused by the surge of energy she had released days before. Though the fissures had sealed, their thin lines remained visible—like scars that had not fully healed.She stared up at the moon, her chest heavy.Since her conversation with Marcus—since the cold look that had once told her to leave—something inside her had changed. She no longer wanted only to be accepted. She wanted to prove she was not a threat.Yet the more she tried to prove that, the stronger the power inside her trembled.Samuel stood a short distance away.“You don’t have to do this alone,” he said quietly.Brizella gave a faint smile. “Since when is the Seventh Goddess not alone?”Samuel didn’t answer
Marcus believed that Giselle herself was the cause of Arnanta’s death. He felt that Giselle did not care at all—perhaps she even regretted losing Arnanta. Now her focus was solely on her own daughter, Brizella.“I don’t even know who her father is. How could you do this to me, my love?” Marcus muttered, rubbing his head in frustration.The middle-aged man looked up at the sky and closed his eyes. He regretted ever believing in the prophecy about the coming of the Seventh Goddess to his people. Now the goddess had indeed arrived—but she had ruined everything. She had torn his family apart.“Arnanta, my daughter… can you hear my voice up there?” Marcus whispered, still staring at the sky. “Your mother has changed. She loves your sister more now.”Marcus was truly disappointed in Giselle, especially after she refused to have another child with him. All of this happened because of Brizella’s arrival—Giselle’s daughter with that hunter.Suddenly, Marcus clenched his fists tightly. In that i
Giselle realizes that Brizella needs her full share of affection. She began to reconsider her desire to have another child for Marcus. She thought that even if it were true that she could have another child, she could not give her affection to Brizella. The girl would be stubborn all over again. Such thoughts made Giselle finally decide to talk to Marcus and reconsider her decision. "I'm still rethinking your plan to have another child," Giselle said. "Why, didn't you agree yesterday?" Marcus asked, surprised by his wife's change of heart. Giselle sat back on her bed, "I don't know. I think if we have another child, maybe I won't be able to give Anna all my love. She still needs me," she said. "Calm down, dear. Brizella is 19 and almost 20. She fully understands that her mother must have another child to inherit the Werewolfia bloodline," Marcus thought. "I understand. But don't you know that it's very difficult for me to have children after giving birth to Anna? The universe is
Brizella still seems to be angry with Giselle. She didn't even want to see the mother who gave birth to her. She locked herself in her room. For a moment, Giselle herself lets it go, thinking that Brizella needs time.She felt guilty for seeming to force her daughter. Marcus himself thought Brizella was still childish, considering she was about to turn 20, but she was still a little childish."Should we take her home?" Giselle asked anxiously. But right now, all she could think about was how to make Brizella feel comfortable in the place where she lived."Leave her alone. She's an adult. She's capable of choosing a place that's comfortable for her. As parents, we just need to be supportive," the man said."You're right. I'm sorry if I seemed pushy to her. Even though she has not made up her mind yet. Hopefully Anna will grow up and understand," the woman hoped.She rested her head on her husband Marcus' shoulder. Their marriage was almost 19 years old and had seen many storms. Giselle
All this time, Giselle had never told Marcus about her past. Not even her mother and father knew that she had a human child. Her parents only knew that she had a relationship with a human."I,-" When Giselle wanted to answer him, a man suddenly entered because he wanted to tell Marcus something."
A girl with long blonde hair is facing the vampire lords. She was facing Alonzo, his wife Jeanna and daughter Chloe. "I saw Jeff hugging the girl, she was very beautiful. But I don't see her as human or wolf. She doesn't have the smell of either," the girl explained. "Are you sure Jeff has a girlf
Brizel decided to light a campfire to warm up her body. Her brief encounter with Sam earlier made her even more curious about the wolf nation, the nation that was her lover's enemy.But unexpectedly, when she was about to take some food inside the tent, Brizel was surprised by Sam's return. The man
Giselle is still confined to herself after her daughter's body was cremated. She still can't accept the death of her daughter Arnanta."Is this the fruit of my past mistakes?" the woman thought.Meanwhile, Marcus was reading a book of prophecy about his kingdom. It was true that the daughter of the







