After a few minutes, Queen Amirah tried to get the Vampire out of her mouth as she does not want to become a Vampire and she would rather die before her heart turned to ash. “Drink until your heart turns to ash,” King Torvald compelled her again. Queen Amirah was wearing a shaman necklace and hymn the ritual hymn to release her from the compelling. With enough vampire blood in her to give her the strength she needed, she shoved the Vampire away from her, just in time. The Vampire lost his last blood mid-air before he turned to ash in King Torvald's arms, leaving him with a blanket of ash over his face and body. Queen Amirah shifted into her owl form but does not have enough strength to fly off, so she dragged her bloody-self in owl form into her room. “Stupid bird,” King Torvald said, pulling her bedroom door close in case there are more crazy compelled supernaturals around. King Torvald walked to the Vampire wing of the Castle that has been spelled as a safe place for Hunters in
“Do whatever you want but when you are done with your experiment, be sure to kill it,” King Torvald said, not wanting the offspring of a prehistoric vampire mixed with a Lycan, running around, having more power than what he has. “And the mother?” the scientist asked. King Torvald picked up a Lycan scent but then thought nothing more of it as he knew that the wolves outnumber every other species right now and obviously their scent was strong right now. “We are outnumbered by wolves, so killing one more won’t matter. Now show me the pregnant woman,” King Torvald said. King Torvald entered the lab and saw the heavily pregnant woman tied down on a table. “it looks like she is about to pop.” “Should I wake her up?” the scientist asked. “Yes,” King Torvald said, looking at the woman, brunette, pretty. “She should wake up in an hour or so,” the scientist said. “Leave us, you can return in the morning,” King Torvald ordered. “Good night then,” the scientist said before leaving and clo
“But you are prehistoric; how can you be part of the council? I thought you are putting an army together to end the council,” Jason asked, confused. “I did not say I was a part of the council. I am sure by now your pack has shown you what is going on at the higher council,” Michael said. “You did that?” Jason asked. “Yup,” Michael chuckled. “Did what?” Lena asked. “I compelled them to kill each other and the hunters, since they cannot be compelled, and by the sound of it, it worked,” Michael said with a grin on his face. “So, after all this effort, the job is already done?” Lena asked, sounding disappointed. “Not by a long shot. There are still hunters out, as you can tell by the hunting party that almost came across us and we need to destroy the embryo lab you showed me on your blueprints,” Michael said. “We might never be rid of them as Ash, my pack beta, showed me that there are a group of children that are hunters and we cannot possibly kill them and someone called, King To
Michael was relieved when Jason walked away from King Torvald's room, not knowing that Jason was mind linking his entire pack. ‘There is a prehistoric vampire lying unconscious in a room. You will find him when you enter the secret entrance. It leads through a wardrobe that leads to the room where the Prehistoric is laying. Kill him,’ Jason demanded his entire pack that was outside of the council. Michael and Jason caught up with Shaman Kian and together they ran into some of Jason’s pack members that manage to get into the castle earlier. Michael took the opportunity to speed off, none of them noticing. Shysie was looking for King Torvald when she found him unconscious in his room, a mob of angry Lycans storming through the wardrobe, making their way into the room through what was no longer a secret passage. Shysie acted fast and picked up King Torvald and sped off with him. Stella peeked through the door from the room the hunter kids were hiding and notice that someone was openi
“We have unfamiliar Lycans in the castle,” Prince Deacon said, walking in as if he was already the newly crowned King. “My brother had one of their pack members that is pregnant with a Prehistoric child abducted,” Michael enlightened. “And you are?” Prince Deacon asked. “He is the prehistoric vampire that caused this mess,” Eero said. “I am your king Torvald’s brother, Michael,” he introduced himself. “He is no king of mine,” Prince Deacon said with authority. “I didn’t mean it like that,” Michael chuckled. Deacon walked over to where King Torvald was laying. “He is under a sleeping spell,” Michael said. “We need a shaman to wake him up,” Shysie said. “Not while I am in charge,” Prince Deacon laughed. “Who put you in charge?” Michael asked. “With the Lycan king and queen fleeing, it kind of makes him the next king,” Eero pointed out, always having great respect for the Lycans. “I second that,” one after the other supernatural stated. ‘Guess they know what is good for them
“It is the contraction for the placenta. Bianca, you have to push it out like you did the baby,” the woman ran over to her, pulling her hands off the dead Scientist. Bianca collapsed onto her knees, feeling the force to push again. The woman joined Bianca on her knees, Bianca holding onto her, “it is not the placenta,” she said with one hand between her legs, feeling the head of another baby. Michael held his palm out to the baby. “Is it safe to give the baby vampire blood if the baby is a vampire? Won't it harm him?” Prince Deacon asked, feeling protective of the baby. “Anyone can drink from a natural-born prehistoric, shh don’t tell anyone,” Michael said with a wink. It does not take long for the baby to respond and when Michael took away his palm from the baby’s mouth, the baby started to scream, making the pack howl in joy. Bianca delivered her second baby before falling to the ground. “Someone help,” the woman cried. Michael bite the cord in half just like he did before, “
“Lena,” Bianca greeted, smiling at her friend. “They are gorgeous,” Lena said. Jessica thought Lena would never leave, but when she finally did, Jason wanted to leave with her. “We will let you rest. See you in the morning,” Jason said. “Jason, please stay,” Bianca asked. “Sure,” Jason said, walking over to the bed and getting into the bed after kicking off his shoes. Jason’s eye caught the girl on the daybed, ‘how do I help her without the prince blaming me?’ he thought, noticing her eyes on him. Jason felt his chest again, wondering if she knew the shaman hymn. ‘It is worth a try,’ he thought, taking his necklace off and putting it on the bedside table before taking one of the babies and snuggling the baby, turning his back to his shaman necklace. Jessica waited for them to fall asleep before sneaking over to the Shaman necklace and setting herself free from the compelling that Andre put over her. Jessica dashed over to her room to gather some of her things. “Fancy finding yo
‘What happened? Where is Wynn?’ Mr. Ondrink asked. ‘Dead. Prince Deacon had him killed right after claiming me by biting me,’ Jessica mind linked him. The moment Mr.Ondrink heard that Prince Deacon claimed her he no longer feared for Jessica’s future, ‘you should mind link the prince, he will find you.’ ‘F*ck the prince,’ Jessica mind linked Mr. Ondrink back. ‘If he has claimed you, he won't harm a single hair on your body. In fact, he might even kill anyone that does,’ Mr. Ondrink mind linksed her. ‘What are you going to tell my fake parents when I am not back for the next term of school?’ Jessica mind linked. ‘I thought you can tell them you got like a swimming scholarship,’ Mr. Ondrink mind linked her. ‘I cannot believe he claimed you! All our problems are solved!’ Mr. Ondrink mind linked, laughing, Jessica’s parents looking at him, wondering what was up with him. ‘What are you talking about?’ Jessica mind linked him, losing focus, almost running into a vampire but she also