THE BOOKExactly thirty minutes after the sun rose, only to remain hidden behind the dense, gray clouds. The sounds of strides echo through the stone floor in the long hallway and soon the genuine couple appeared. At the entrance to the room, two slaves were responsible for opening and closing the heavy doors. When the couple positioned themselves in front of the door, the slaves opened them and the noise caught everyone's attention."Is everyone already here?" The genuine alpha asked as he entered the meeting room."Yes, the seven alphas, sir," the omega replied with his head down."All right. You can leave now.""Excuse me."The omega bowes to all the alphas and left the large room, closing the door behind him. The genuine alpha sits at the head of the great table and the genuine lunam sits at his right side."Have you found an heir yet?" Kratos questioned Rolf, the alpha of the Rising pack."No, I'm still in mourning," he replied without looking at the other alpha."You should leav
LEARNING ABOUT THE ENEMY"Thank you for the meal," Margaret says, wiping her mouth, and leaves the kitchen while Mary and Occisor are still eating.She walks in quick strides. She wants to at least see, if only for a few moments, the officer. It wouldn't be for long and she knew she'd find him soon. That night he was working on the east tower, she knew."Hi," she says when she finds him. Derrick looks at her with a beautiful smile. Margaret admires him for a few moments; she notes that his thigh uniform does an excellent job in defining his muscles. As always."Hey, beautiful. You want to see the moon with me?""It would be my pleasure," she slips through the iron door and closes it carefully behind her.Margaret knew that if Mary found out she was meeting with Derrick, she would use it as an excuse not to turn her. So it has to be a secret. But, even though she has feelings for the young man, he would never come first in her life.With confident steps, she paces until she stands in f
CURIOSITY ABOUT LOVEAlthough it was day, the sky was gray, the heavy clouds didn't allow any ray of sunlight to pass them. A heavy storm was expected that afternoon. The wind whistled bringing with it the cold, which forced them to close the windows, so the torture room had to be lit with torches.Despite being a heavy and inappropriate job for the genuine's daughter, even more so when she's still just a puppy, it was her own father who forced her to get her hands dirty with innocent blood, in the obligation to leave the room clean for the next victims who would perish in that large and cold room.The smell made the young woman sick. She felt bad that she couldn't do anything. She couldn't understand why they had to be so mean.If my brother were alive... would he also participate in this? Would he take pleasure in making others suffer? She questioned herself with disgust. Surely, he would, after all, he would be raised and trained to be that way. He'd learn how to step on his weak b
THE FIRST MISSIONA moon later…The moon was already rising in the sky. The night was cold and silent, which was frightening for the human women in the city of Kiruna, located in Sweden. About six months ago, Sweden asked for help from the government of Reikiavik, Iceland. But they didn't want to put their men at risk and passed the request to the government of Murmansk, Russia, as they were the ones working directly with Mary Van Helsing.Margaret had finally given Occisor the books that addressed everything about lycanthropes, from the brothers who disputed the title of god of the moon, to the beginning of the hunt and enslavement of humans for his kind."Occisor," Mary caught the attention of the young man who was quietly eating his meal.Still chewing, he looked at her and raised his eyebrows."Margaret," Mary called.Margaret, who was eating her potatoes in silence, also looked up."The government has already set the next mission. Margaret, you'll be here alone for a while, it w
SCARS THAT MARK MORE THAN JUST THE SKINThe dark night sky was adorned with many bright stars, the moon a shine of silver. And behind a large window in one of the halls was Bloodstain, admiring the moon with bright eyes and a small smile. The hope for better weather warmed her heart.Please, great goddess, I ask for your protection for me and for Guila, she prays and continues her path, holding a bucket with water and brush. Her hair is trapped in a thin strip of cloth that she tore from her own dress, so that they wouldn't get too – or more in this case – dirty while she works.Although it was late, the genuine alpha warned her to clean out the torture room before she went to sleep. Which means dinner's been over for two minutes and she tries to ignore the hunger."How I wish you were here, Guila... Just to keep me company." She feels her eyes getting damp and closes them tightly. "Now is not the time, Guila is sick, don't be selfish!"The windows in the room are open and the only so
NOW HIS NAME IS FEARED BY ALLForty-eight moons later…"Tell me, how does it feel to taste your own blood?" He asks as he moves the knife stuck in his prey's abdomen.Occisor's thick voice fills the ears of the Markab pack's beta as he tries to control himself so as not to let the tremors of fear and pain show through his body.They're near the Markab pack, located near the great gray city of London. The beta had left his pack and gone after some girls in the city, all the while Occisor kept an eye on him, studying his prey.He's brave to leave alone, Occisor thought as he watched him from the roof of a house as the beta entered an alley with two apparently thirteen and fifteen-year-old human females. Recently some wolves had taken to rape virgin humans girls in that age group, Occisor knew that.Margaret, when she heard about it, became possessed with hatred at the time, and wanted to rip this monster's genitals off with her own hands, but Mary said that it was better for Occisor to
THE KILLER IS NOW A FUGITIVETwelve moons later…"What is it, Guila?" Bloodstain's soft, lifeless voice squeezes Guila's heart once again.Guila has a toothbrush in their hands, its material is made with a chicken bone."Use this with the powder and rub the brush in your teeth," she explains, extending the brush to the girl.The powder inside the small clay pot in Guila's hand is made with chalk and salt. Bloodstain picks up the brush and does as Guila said.During the last five years, the girl finally became a woman. Her long black hair grew even longer. After the first punishment she received from her father, Bloodstain remained silent for three years, because that was a reason to receive more punishments and each and every one of them was worse than the other.Now, in addition to the red stains on her back, she has several scars; the whips used by the genuine alpha were coated with silver. With time her skin stopped bleeding, but the scars remained, as if she had a human skin.Guil
A NIGHT IN A WARM BEDWhat now? What should I do? Bloodstain wonders while from afar, in her lupine form, she watches the village illuminated by the night lamps.The moon is at its highest peak, indicating that it is already midnight. Bloodstain returns to her human form and the cold wind hits her naked body hard, causing her to shudder. Keeping warm is easier when her body is full of fur. The young woman's stomach snores and she crosses her arms in front of her belly.The energy she spent crossing a country was too much, and her lack of proper food did not help at all. Her legs now not only tremble from the cold, but also from tiredness and malnutrition. Keeping herself upright is almost an impossible mission.She concentrates all her forces on her legs and begins to move toward the village. When she gets very close to one of the houses, she sniffs the air and only smells a single human, a female human. With courage, she raises her hand and knocks several times on the door. After fiv