Amelia sat at the dining eating with her parents, the candlelight casting a gentle glow that added a bit of mystery and intrigue to the scene.Her parents conversed with each other, each one contributing to the unity of the conversation. She maintained her composed demeanor, but within, her heart hammered with the fear that her parents would question her about her sisters. She sipped her wine, savoring the taste as she was lost in thought not listening to a word her parents had said.Her parents, unaware of their daughter's silent turbulence, continued their discussion. She was silently praying that her parents won't ask questions about her sisters. Amelia, her heart in her throat, took another sip of wine, hoping to steady her nerves as she braced herself for the inevitable."What are we going to do now? We can't let them starve.” Mrs. Grendel, Amelia's mother says snapping Amelia out of her thoughts. The king, his brow furrowed with concern, nodded in agreement. "Yes dear, after al
In a flash, there was a chorus of snarls and growls, the guards, their faces twisting, their limbs stretching, their bodies twisting and changing, transformed into a pack of vicious wolves.Amelia and Emryn, their eyes wide with shock and terror, stepped back, their hands reaching for weapons, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. As the wolves closed in on them multiplying in their numbers, their claws tearing at the soft earth, their fangs displayed ready to bite, Amelia and Emryn fought with all of their might and strength.But the wolves were too many, their attacks useless and in vain. Amelia, her body battered and bruised, her clothes torn and bloodied, fell to her knees as the wolves, transformed once again into towering, hulking guards, surrounding them. Emryn tried to use the little strength he had to break free from their grasps but it was just pointless.She let out a low, feral growl, her fangs still bared, her eyes flashing as she resisted, "Let me go!!" she snarled, her
Erin's eyes wide with wonder, slowly glanced round of the interior of the house, her gaze flitting from one detail to another. Outside, it looks old and worn out, but inside is new and exquisite with flower pots filled with herbWizard Mavalan's eyes twinkled with friendly warmth, gesturing toward a pair of armchairs in a corner of the room. "Please, make yourselves comfortable," he said "I shall fetch us some chamomile tea, if that is to your liking."They both sat down, their body humming with excitement. They settled down into both of the armchairs, the soft cushions enveloping them like a warm embrace. Wizard Mavalan returns with a tray of tea cups filled with chamomile tea. "I'm sorry Wizard Mavalan...but this isn't what we cane here for...this is not what we need at the moment," Erin shook her head refusing to drink the chamomile tea."Oh dear...a little cup of tea won't hurt after all you do need some tea to calm your nerves and it works wonderfully," he smiled at them."My th
Erin's mind raced with the information she had just heard. "What?! The blood of a zenith wizard and a werewolf, combined with the blood of a royal werewolf and a mere wolf with that of a vampire? Where on earth does he expect us to get that from? That's almost impossible, if not impossible, that is,"she thought to herself. She exchanged a glance with Lola, both of them silently contemplating the magnitude of what lay ahead.As doubts clouded their minds, Erin and Lola engaged in a silent conversation, their thoughts intertwining through telepathic communication."Lola, I don't know if we can do this... it seems impossible," Erin confessed, her mental voice tinged with uncertainty."Come on, Erin, we can't give up without even trying," Lola urged, her determination shining through even in their silent exchange.Sensing their apprehension, Mavalan placed a comforting hand on Erin's shoulder, his presence a reassuring anchor in their sea of doubt. "I understand that this may feel daunti
Erin and Lola stepped cautiously into the hidden passage, their feet brushing against the rough stone floor as they moved deeper into the shadows. As they emerged from the passage, they squinted their eyes adjusting to the brightness since they had been in thick darkness for a long time, they found themselves in the heart of the kingdom, the sprawling grounds and towering castle walls spread out before them. As they entered into the palace, they both noticed that something was odd. They met the guards running up and down, their footsteps echoing, their armour clinking in constant dissonance. "Erin, what's going on?" Lola whispered so no one would hear or notice them."I don't know Lola, there seems to be a commotion...you know what, just transform into your inner animal so you can slide into your room through the window, let me see if I can find out what actually happened," she tells Lola.Listening to her sister, Lola tries to transform into an eagle but fails. She tries again but
Duncan's povDuncan stood in his bedroom, his hands adjusting the fine fabric of his outfit, the glittering jewels on his fingers flashing in the light.Duncan's chamber was indeed a place you could admire for hours without even realising it. The walls were adorned with rich velvet tapestries, shone with the light of a thousand candles, their flames casting a golden glow across the room.The floor, covered with thick, luxurious carpets woven with delicate patterns, the sound of Duncan's footsteps as he moved around the room, his gaze fixed on the large mirror that stood in the corner. He was getting ready for his father's masked birthday party.He took a brush in hand and began to run it through the silky strands of his hair his movements slow and deliberate as his eyes fixed were on the mirror, watching as the brush smoothed out any stubborn strand and added a lustrous shine to his hair.The air around him was thick with the scent of exotic oils and perfumes. As Duncan stood before th
Duncan couldn't believe his eyes, there standing before him, was Erin, her eyes flashing with mischief, a wry smile playing at the corners of her lips. The mask she wore, its delicate design a splash of colour and gems, could not hide the spark of recognition in her eyes."Erin," Duncan breathed, the word barely audible over the chaos of the party. Duncan then glances around the room, making sure no one is looking at them. "Erin what are you doing here?" He asks as he pulled her into a dark room. "Is that supposed to be my I miss you," Erin whispered leaning closer to Duncan, her smile teasing and playful. "I thought you could use a little help with that," she said pointing at the stain on his attire before she began drawing eights on his chest. Duncan, his expression growing serious, his voice tinged with concern, looked into Erin's eyes, his gaze unwavering."You don't understand Erin," he said, his words urgent and sincere. "If anyone were to find out that you were here, you cou
Erin's pov"I understand Duncan, I'll go now," Erin said finally agreeing. Duncan notices the sadness and misery in her eyes,"I'll walk you," he suggested trying his best to cheer her up. Erin then smiles at him about to take his hand but just then a guard emerges from the darkness. "My Lord...the king is requesting of your presence," he said with a slight bow. "Ok. Go inside and wait for me," he ordered. He then turns to Erin about to explain but she places her hands on his lips."Don't worry ok, I'll transform into a bat and fly home safely, no one will notice I promise, there's no need to worry about me," Erin whispered to him so the guards won't hear their conversation."But what if they sniff you out?" Duncan further asked."It's okay, they wouldn't be able to sniff me out, you see I took a drop of my sisters potion, it'll help me shield my scent away from other creatures, even vampires," she assured him. Duncan was a bit hesitant but he decided to let her go. As Erin ran from