CHAPTER FOURTY EIGHT.

The trio was seated around the dining table when Lucan strood into the room, he was no longer covered with blood and his hair looked a little damp like he just had his bath. Actually he had gone to his farmhouse and he decided to get himself cleaned up.

When he entered the house and saw all of them seated with expressionless looks on their faces, his heart skipped a beat.

" What happened?" He asked walking up to Anarita.

" Let's have a talk outside" she replied and made her way towards the porch, looking at the two men for a while he followed suit.

" Lucan" she began slowly when he was finally beside her, standing on the porch she had already sighed a couple of times. It was like the words were too heavy to come out of her mouth.

" Speak Ana, what did you find out? He asked, almost losing his patience.

Sighing heavily for the umpteenth time, Anarita turned towards him, " the vampire venom was laced with the blood of a werewolf and also the blood of a true vampire".

" Explain".

" Norma