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“What are we doing here?” Rosa had to speak a little louder to Ayara’s ear as she finds themselves in the middle of the tavern on the outskirts of the town border. The room itself was a wooden interior with a yellow light that resembles a lot of pubs in Vacherie.
People around her were dancing, drinking like there was no tomorrow and she can’t help but enjoy the scenery with everyone wearing some sort of a Halloween outfit. A woman was wearing slutty cat costume, a guy in a Frankenstein monster mask, beautiful blondes in angel wings, buff men in lumberjack outfits (though both Vadim and Armand look ten times better than any of them), and many more.
Fitting in with the crowds, Rosa was forced by Ayara to wear a red cloak over her white, straight neckline, gathered bodice with a tiered midi skirt, and a side slit to resemble a red riding hood. Ayara herself wore a sheer lace bodysuit and leather jeans. Her long bra
Armand soldier stood around Vadim’s convoy. All five of them but Armand know not to underestimate this small power. 3 out of 5 was an ancient who had fought alongside their parents while the other two are a well-known assassin in the kingdom. Not even 100 soldiers could defeat them at the same time so as much as he was pissed that his bastard of a brother just burst into his room, into his castle-like he owns the fucking place, he knows that he must calm down and allow perhaps a tad of anger just to show Vadim that his presence are not welcome. “You are not welcome here, bastard.” Armand gritted through his teeth. Vadim looks untethered. Hands holding on to his sword unshaken despite knife silver knife that could do serious damage was only an inch away from his neck. Not to mention archers already aiming at him with gunmen ready to blow their brains out as soon as Armand gave his signals. “Same mother, asshole. Now, where the hell is Ayara? Hell, where the hell is my woman?” Arma
The tall man wearing a grey turtleneck sweater with thick white fur coats l and dark pants that reach just below his knees stood hidden among the trees in the forest. His eyes were glowing I'm the dark and the piercing golden gaze made any animals in his path scram for their safety. His lips were closed but his throat emits a deep growl. His men behind who wore almost similar to him though a little less luxurious, a clear give away that the men standing in front and middle of them is the leader. "I smell leeches." The man with a buzz cut spoke. " Our turf? They should know better..." The other one replied. The leader with thick wavy brown hair grin and made a slightly rugged purr. "Calm, boys. It's only one one of them and it smells like ... sweet." The one on his left approached with a surprised look. "Female? Here?" The leader nodded. " Must be a rebellious one, this creature. Odd the men have left her all
Screams of terror echo outside and stomping from customers leaving the club can be heard as fat as Jack's room. Rosa's heart was beating against her chest. The werewolves are coming and if they find out who she was, God knows what could happen. Hell, God knows what would happen to her and Ayara because she can see no matter how Ayara tries to act tough, the sweat on her forehead and her hand that was holding a gun she had just pulled from her back shivers uncontrollably. Wait, what? Rosa pulls her shoulder back so they would be face to face with each other. "When did you bring a gun with you?" "I always have a gun with me." She replied as she pants for air. "When you're a woman and living in a place like this, a dagger is not enough. Let alone carrying a sword around town. It's the best I could do." Ayara replied. Poor woman. Even as an immortal she fears for her life just like the woman in her country.
Ayara tried to run faster with Rosa on her back and when they are in the garden, almost reaching the maze, Rosa lost her breath when both of them were attacked hard. A body so furry and huge and absolutely heavy knock them down and both Ayara and Rosa were separated as they slammed to the ground. Unfortunately for Ayara, she slammed on a huge plant vase and the heavy object smashed onto the ground with poor Ayara lying on the dirt and flowers. "Ayara!" Rosa yelled her name and ran to her. She had to limp her way seeing she had grazed her legs and her body was aching so much from the impact on the hard ground. She knelt to help Ayara who herself was groaning in pain and hands covered with cuts and vase pieces stuck in her flesh. "Rosa..." Ayara whimpered. "Shhh, I'm here. Slowly, we have to go now." Rosa replied. She tried to help Ayara stand but when the back of her dress was yanked backwards, she scream and felt a furry hand wrapping itself around her waist. She screamed so lou
They were too late. Too fuckin late. The club they had known for so long since Jack had first built it many years ago has turned into ashes. Bodies of vampires and dead werewolves sprawled on the ground and just near a sofa. Jack was heaving with a beautiful woman beside him. Crying and pressing on his abdominal wounds. Vadim and Armand ran to Jack while their guards goes around to look for survivors or remaining enemies. They bent down and their face was an emotional wreck. If only they had come earlier. “Jack! Jack! Come on, stay with me!” Vadim pulled out a cloth and press it on his stab wounds that are not healing at all. Dark, blue liquid made smudges on his exposed abs and he knew immediately that whatever knife has penetrated his skin was poisoned. Jack was losing blood and his left hand was cut off. Shara, his mate was covered with blood all over her chest and she wouldn’t leave Jack's side no matter what. Even though in pain, Jack who was groaning from it turns his head
Chapter 50 Painful screams fills the underground bunk she was in and Rosa trembled in fear. Hand and neck shackled like a dog on the cold concrete floor and metal fence in the space she was in reminds her of every serial killer movie. Each scream made her flinch and tears wouldn’t stop falling down her cheek. She couldn’t see anything nor can she stops shivering.“How are you doing over there, Rosa?” A voice spoke in the dark and Rosa gasped loudly. Her soul almost left her body when she see a pair of golden eyes in the dark. It glows so widely, that it couldn’t be human. Only when the owner of the eye or Marius pulls the long switch of the bulb above them she can see him.Bars behind him made her realize she was caged. Her blood boils and she tries to stand up and hurt him any way she can but, the shackles pull her back until she coughs from the pain. Nevertheless, she glares at him and screams.“Shackled like a dog? How do you think I should feel?” Marius chuckled. He went closer
~Flashback~“Allocate the humans to safer places. Put more guards near the royal chambers. Lead them and make sure the castle won’t fall, Jakub. I have to check the borders. Vadim is there.” Armand was ready to leave when Jakub held his shoulder and pulls him so they would face to face with each other.“No, Armand. You have to guard the king and queen. I have a bad feeling about these attacks. The queen is sick and only the king is guarding her now. Most guards are already dispatched at the borders.”It was the first time Armand had ever seen his uncle look so worried. “She still is? Goddammit! Father told me she was fine yesterday. I thought her fever subsided?”“He lied. He probably did that to not make you two worried and I understand, but we vampires don’t get sick, remember? Just go and be beside your parents. I have a feeling that the attacks will be focused in their chambers. The king and queen are in a vulnerable state right now.”Armand hesitates for a second. His mind keep
"Your hand is not tied up, right?" Rosa sighed and replied to Ayara. "No, but it's chained to the wall, even my neck." Ayara growled and, hit the metal bars separating them. "Darn dogs. Can you still reach my hand? Though this bar? Can you touch the chains on my back?" Rosa tried to reach out to Ayara's wrist by turning her back to her back and reaching out to Ayara's hand. "Y..yeah. I just can't reach the front gates. Let me take a look at it." Turning around her body so she can look at the handcuffs, Rosa was shocked to see the fuff digging into her wrist and there were burn marks around it. It was still bleeding and droplets of blood even wet his hand. There's a hole where the key is inserted and the metal is pretty thick to be smashed by you seeing how weak you are now. "Oh God, why is your wrist burned like that? It's silver, right? I thought silver only hurts werewolves?" Ayara scoffed. "Exactly and the one thing that could do this sort of damage if the chains are blessed.