Lyca I was walking in the corridor, feeling tired and yawning, when someone suddenly placed a hand on my shoulder. I looked at him lazily and was startled to see Warg. "Good morning, baby. How are you?" I quickly removed his hand and stepped back. "Are you insane? Don't do that again! What if someone sees you and thinks something inappropriate?" I said, keeping my distance from him. "What? I don't care! We're friends now," Warg replied. "What is going on here?" I looked at Zack, who had just arrived and seemed to want to kill Warg with his gaze. "I'm talking to Lyca to get to know her because I think she would make a better girlfriend or maybe even a wife in the future. What do you think, Zack?" Warg said. "Yeah, I heard that from you years ago, Warg. And what did you do to that girl?" Zack asked. Warg shrugged. "Lyca is far different from her." What are they talking about? "Take it back, Warg. Are you joking or do you want to get hurt?" Zack threatened. "Do I look like I'm
Lyca I was sitting in class, listening to our teacher, when my doppelganger whispered to me. "Lyca, I sense someone's doppelganger without his master." I looked around, and Zack caught my eye. But when I raised an eyebrow in question, he quickly looked back at the whiteboard then back to our teacher. I was about to pick up my pen when it suddenly moved on its own. And when I read what was written on my paper... 'SAVE DAMON!' I was taken aback. I looked at Zack, and he was also staring at the paper. "What is that?" Zack whispered. I shrugged my shoulders. Could it be that the vampire king captured Damon? He recognized Damon... Yes, that's it! And now Damon is in his clutches! The bell rang, and I immediately stood up, but Zack grabbed my hand. "Don't tell me you're going back to that castle alone. You're not that crazy, right?" "Zack, it was Damon... He needs me, and I'm his friend. He saved me when I was the one who needed saving.” "Did you really think I would allow you to go
Damon I can see Lyca everywhere... It's not a good sign. I must be hallucinating. It indicates that I'm becoming weaker. However, I find myself smiling. Because in such a short period of time, she manages to get in my heart effortlessly. "Why are you smiling, you idiot! I can't believe it! This is the first time I've tortured someone, and yet still smiling. Aren't you in pain or afraid for your life? Because clearly, I'm torturing you." I gaze at the executioner and maintain a smile. "I'm simply happy because even if you kill me now, I will never divulge the information you seek. I will remain silent until you grow weary and decide to end my life." I speak softly, as I believe I don't have much energy left. ***** Lyca "I will join you! That castle poses a significant threat to you, Lyca." I inhale deeply, gathering my thoughts, and respond to Warg. "Warg, there's no need for you to go. Damon is my friend, you don't know him. Why would you help him?” "Well, he helped us before
Lyca I was shocked by what the vampire did to Damon, so I instinctively covered my mouth. I quickly ran towards Damon and touched his covered body with ice, hoping to provide some relief. "Damon! Are you okay?" I shouted, but Damon didn't respond. Frustrated, I turned my attention to the vampire. "Bring Damon back, or else!" I threatened, trying to sound brave. "What can you do, little wolf? Or else what?" the vampire smirked, taunting me. Determined, I replied, "Or else you'll regret it." The vampire laughed mockingly, causing my frustration to escalate and tears to well up in my eyes. Before I could react, Warg threw a ball of magma at the vampire, but he effortlessly dodged it. Then Zack used his telekinesis to make objects move and hurled them at the vampire. Although the vampire managed to dodge most of them, he couldn't avoid a large sofa that hit him in the head. As a result, his eyes turned a dark shade of red. He glared at Zack, preparing to retaliate by pointing his finge
THABHEX elder Raoul" power fire." "I'm sorry to break this news to you, Orfeo, but it seems that Wulfsige is currently missing," I inform my grandson, noticing his clenched fist. He looks at me in disbelief and asks, "What did you say? Wulfsige is missing, Grandfather? I just spoke to him three days ago."Feeling a heavy sigh escape my lips, I respond, "I'm not entirely sure, but it appears that many young wolves have been disappearing recently, and I fear that Wulfsige may be one of them.""No! I refuse to believe it!" Orfeo exclaims, his determination evident in his voice.Concerned, I inquire, "What do you plan to do, Orfeo?""I will find out who is responsible for this, Grandfather. Please, let me go!" Orfeo insists, his determination unwavering."But you haven't fully mastered your powers yet," I remind him."I'm almost there, Grandpa. I can handle it," Orfeo assures me, his confidence shining through.*****ORFEO" Wulfsige twin black fire and voice"**I have been pleading with m
Lyca" ~~~Hmmm.. Hmmm.. Hmmm~~~ "Mom, did you hear that sound?" I asked. "What sound, dear?" "The humming noise," I clarified. We were in the forest, my dad gathering dead branches for firewood. After a while, I sat down a short distance from my parents, who were both engrossed in their task. Suddenly, I noticed a young boy around my age on my right. He was waving and smiling at me, so I returned the gesture. Intrigued, I got up and slowly approached him. "Hey, what brings you here?" I asked when I reached him. "Isn't it obvious? This is where I live." "Oh, us too! My parents and I live not far from here. Are your parents around?" I inquired. The boy paused before responding, "I live here alone. I don't have parents." My eyes widened in surprise. Could he really be around eight or nine, like me, and living by himself? I immediately embraced him, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you." In our world, it's not uncommon to be an orphan. The constant battles between wolves and vam
"Lyca," Orfeo whispered in my ear, "Don't call me Orfeo, Lyca. I need to pretend to be Wulfsige to live in peace outside the forest." I nodded immediately, understanding the need for Orfeo to maintain his disguise. Zack quickly came to my side, grabbing my hand and positioning himself protectively in front of me. "Are you okay, Lyca?" Zack asked, concern evident in his voice. "Yes, Zack, I'm okay. Wulfsige just wanted to apologize to me.” “Why?" Zack asks. I replied, reassuring him. Zack looked at me in disbelief. "Are you sure? He didn't hurt you?" I nodded and took the lead, calling out to them. "Or... I mean, Wulfsige, let's go. Let's go back to our school! Zack, come on!" Zack let out a sigh but kept a sharp eye on Orfeo. I smiled, and Orfeo shook his head, walking beside me. But of course, Zack being Zack, he wouldn't give in easily. He walked to the other side of me, ensuring my safety. When we reached the school, Orfeo returned to the stage, strumming the strings of his
"SORJON_Samuel Rex," As I received a call from my grandfather, informing me of an important announcement. Without wasting any time, I made my way to the SORJON meeting room. As I entered the room, I noticed a group of young wolf SORJON members already gathered. The large table was filled with food, and everyone was comfortably seated in chairs. My grandfather was on the other side of the table, and we faced each other as I took a seat. "Sam, at last! Have a seat, grandson!" he exclaimed happily. I smiled and sat down, glancing at the girl named Katniss sitting beside me. She was one of my friends. "Do you have any idea why I called each of you here?" my grandfather asked, and both Katniss and I shook our heads, clueless about the reason for the gathering. "I gathered you all because, according to our reports, each of you has the potential to become one of the trainer elders of our clan," my grandfather explained. "Every member of the SORJON family participated in this event, but