three_ Samuel

Samuel, 

It is now midnight. The fresh air fills the forest as all the esteemed and influential human-wolves from our SORJON clan gather. Our clairvoyant stands before a bonfire, her hands raised, chanting something in the air.

Out of the ten clans, we are the only ones blessed with clairvoyance, although its power is limited. Each of us possesses unique abilities, ranging from one to one hundred percent in strength.

Occasionally, some of us may have two or three superpowers, but we have never encountered anything like what the clairvoyant is telling us now. It's both fascinating and terrifying. What if she has ill intentions? I can't fathom what she might do to us.

Telepathy, telekinesis, hypersensitivity, invisibility, strength, and incredible speed are just a few examples of the abilities we possess.

I, for instance, have three abilities, each currently 50% stronger due to my training. However, I have never heard of anyone possessing more than three abilities. If this girl truly has unlimited power, it could be advantageous for us in our battles against vampires and other tribes.

Every step taken in the forest produces a crisp sound, likely due to the crunching of dead leaves and branches.

The clairvoyant continues speaking, revealing a startling prophecy. She claims that a child, considered a sinner by the Lyrcan clan, has the potential to either save or destroy us all. This child, born during a full red moon, is a half-werewolf and half-vampire. She possesses the ability to eliminate all supernatural beings on Earth if necessary, as she is the pureblood of the pure. The clairvoyant describes her eyes as completely black and believes she may be possessed.

Suddenly, the sound of a trumpet fills the room, and the clairvoyant collapses to the ground, exhausted from sharing this crucial information.

"What do we do now?" Steven, my father, asks my grandfather.

"We must approach the Lyrcan clan and request their permission to marry our next heir, Samuel. By doing so, we will gain access to that power if we ever need it. I believe they will agree, considering we are the second most powerful clan," another elder werewolf suggests.

However, what if they doubt our intentions? Will we be able to reveal the truth to them? They will surely be confused as to why we suddenly want Samuel to marry the daughter of the sinner and believe that she is currently powerless. Are we prepared to work with them?

Did that girl possess that ability? As far as I know, she is helpless.

The other girl, Sophie, who is my age, asked about it. I was also considering if there is a ritual we can perform to help her tap into her inner strength.

So far, I have been following your conversations and have been compliant. And I think I have a better idea!" Everyone looked at me when I spoke up.

"I have seen her. Her name is Lyca. I believe I can easily win her over. Maybe I can convince her to join us without having to confront her clan. After all, her clan doesn't want her, right?"

I planned to make my move the next morning after that night off. But how can I do that if Zack Zekyle ZORNZON stands in my way?

He literally blocked my path to Lyca, claiming that she belongs to him and that no one is allowed to touch her. This plan is going to be difficult and time-consuming. What should I do now?

 ******

Lyca

Listen to the sounds of every little life. Let your sense of touch explore every nook and cranny of the space you step into. This will give you a sense of who your enemy is. You are Lyca Pumpkin, and your strength comes not just from being my child, but from being born during a full red moon. Be prepared for your destiny.

That was the lesson her father taught her. Suddenly, I remembered.

I'm terrified, but what can I do?

I can sense that Zack is one of the enemies my father warned me about. I can see it in every smile he gives me. He's possessed by a demon, not to mention that he's a pervert!

"Wow, you're a Lyrcan," one of the girls expressed surprise at my presence.

"Not just a Lyrcan, but a sinner as well," the other stated.

I hunch down even lower so they can't see my face. Thank goodness for my hair, which now provides better cover. A boy smirks and holds my chin, forcing me to face him. Fear courses through my body once again. But suddenly, the boy is flung away from the board. He hovers there for a moment, as if stuck to it.

I notice Zack flicking his finger. That's why the boy flew like that. Another flick and the boy collapses to the ground.

Did I mention that she is mine and that no one is allowed to touch her? Do you understand that? Or maybe I need to make it even clearer!" Zack's voice echoes through the room, causing everyone to cling to their chairs in fear. I take a step back from my hunched position.

When the teacher arrives, she immediately looks at me.

"What are you doing here? This isn't your classroom," the teacher asks, bewildered. I was about to stand up when Zack speaks.

From now on, this will be her classroom," Zack says, and that's all my teacher needs to hear before starting the class.

I thought I might be able to escape now, but it seems even the teachers are afraid of him.

***** 

Zack

I laugh internally at the situation. Everyone, including the teacher, is terrified of me. They all watch as I try to sleep in my chair. I sit up straight, stretch my hands, and tilt my head sideways after our class and lunch break.

"Let's eat, slave. Are you hungry?" I sigh. She is too afraid of me. She continues to tremble. I'm aware of it. I take her chin in my hands and say, "Listen, I'm not going to harm you. We're just going to eat."

I grab her hand so we can stand up, or should I say, I practically pull her up? I'm tired of punishing her because she's so scared. I don't know what to do with myself. But I don't want her to be afraid of me. Even after convincing myself that she is the daughter of a sinner, I can't get her lovely face out of my mind.

****

"Kelly, take a look at Prince Zack. Why is he holding hands with that girl?"

"Is that Lyca? Your clan is a metaphor for the daughters of sinners."

My friends ask why we're having lunch in the cafeteria. As a Lyrcan, I know Lyca well.

"Why is she holding onto my prince? Why is that girl from a lower class getting so close to him? It's really sta

rting to annoy me."

Get ready, you bitch. I'm going to report this to the elders.