Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Prologue

"Eat me tonight, baby" Theola moaned when she was creased in with pleasure from every side. Rolf kissed every part of her body with the utmost desire to eat her whole. He did this till he got down and fondled her mini stick. She let out a louder moan. He continued to do so until she begged him not to cease. He then rose to her ovals and fondled them masterfully. Theola was all in need of him at that moment. "I want to feel you inside, Rolf". He then plugged in his huge rod and they both rode at a steady pace. She held his hand to her neck. 

Moments after, they both landed in the promised land with happy moans from either side, as he shivered while Theola prayed it was an everlasting moment. They both crashed into bed to rest. Rolf held her from behind and kissed her cheek, "I love you". "I love you too", she replied.

They both slept soundly till it was daybreak. In the morning, Rolf stood up, stretched his body, and walked to the window side to have a look at the beautiful horizon in their secret place. Theola observed Rolf's perfect body. He could not have enough of him. 

Rolf began to feel uneasy. He felt like his face was falling, his teeth were gnashing and his fingernail could no longer tolerate his fingers. He withdrew to a mirror, and saw that his teeth and fingers had grown, his claws had developed and he had hairs all over him. Theola had had it with the wrong creature. Rolf looked back with his horrible and terrifying face at Theola. He grimaced and screamed very loudly.

The Story Begins…

There was a time in the past when werewolves and witches had interceptions among each other in the same land. However, a mutual hatred had emerged from a different angle of the world as to who was the greatest. This caused a huge unsettlement yet it was not so in San Antonio, they interrelated but they did not interbreed, as it was seen as an abomination. Queen Lorelai held a candle in his hand and walked to her secret room while chanting some words. When she got there, she lightened up a mini fire which she fueled with a chicken's intestine.

She chanted a few words, grabbed a dusty substance, and cast it on the fire. The fire ranged the more, and she would scream a word at it. She did so until her eyes became red and he could hear the chatter of some strange creations. The palace shook that night, and she grinned showing her two long teeth like a wolf. That day marked the beginning of the werewolf and witches' bloodshed. In the morning, the king who was known to be compassionate to every being, a reason for which he was accepted by even humans, the reason for which most creatures found peace in his land, came out of his royal apartment looking angry. 

He summoned one of his guards. "Get me, Ronnet, at once". Ronnet was an alpha male werewolf with a lot of successful war victories to his name. He had a son whose name was Conor, and he was training in the children's army.

Conor was a promising child who had already dominated his peers and even beyond at just 6 years of age. He was envisioned as a future knight of the kingdom to take over from his father as his father approached a declining serenity The king reclined on his throne waiting for Ronnet. 

After some minutes, the guard came in with Ronnet, who was heading very fast to get there. He was soon standing before him. "Your majesty", he bowed. Without his usual reply with a wave, he ordered, "I want an enactment everywhere in the city market square reading that a werewolf friend to the witches is an enemy of the kingdom". 

He was surprised as he raised his head to see the king's face as if he was expecting another face, but there it was the same face with colored eyes and long teeth portraying his anger. Without further hesitation, he bowed," consider it done". He left at once. 

Ronnet, even though was obliged to act in order, could not make a sense of why his majesty had suddenly chosen cruelty over the witches. He leads some men to enact the order. As they went around the markets to do so, children and women who read the enactments were horrified and they knew that danger was ahead of them. Their peaceful community had been punctured. 

The warriors and elite among the witches met to discuss the looming danger in the community. Adelinda their leader said, "this is unlike the king. What could be wrong?". Althea the healer answered, " maybe he finally gave in to establishing the hatred of the primordials of the east on witches in his land too." This did not sound so good to Adelinda. So, she suggested, "I think we need someone to spy on the king". They looked at each other. Hecate volunteered to do so. They adjourned the meeting with the hope of getting meaningful information in their next night's meeting.

That night, Hecate flew in the form of an eagle to the palace. She then heard some voices from the window. She kept flapping her wing to keep still in the air while she eavesdropped. She found out that the queen was casting a spell on his husband, the king. She could not figure out why. Before he could think of listening further, the queen already noticed. She picked up a sword and headed towards the window. Hecate was in deep thought as she rested on the roof near the window.

Before she knew it, she was struck on the wing. She fell down the three-story building. In order not to disturb the neighborhood, queen Lorelai did not go after her. The bird lay helpless on the floor. She was not to be there till the following morning but she was too hurt to fly.