In the aftermath of the intense clash with the creature, Fleur and Zeeb stood side by side, their chests heaving with exertion. Sweat trickled down their brows as they surveyed the scene before them—a battleground littered with the remnants of their struggle.The air crackled with tension as they regrouped with their allies, their gazes determined and their hearts filled with an unyielding resolve. The battle had taken its toll, but their spirits remained unbroken."We've come this far," Fleur declared, her voice laced with determination. "We can't let the darkness prevail. Our clans, our loved ones, and the very fabric of our existence depend on our victory."Zeeb nodded, his eyes reflecting the fire of their shared purpose. "We fight not just for ourselves but for the future we envision—a future where Immortals and Lycans can coexist in harmony."The leaders of the Immortals and Lycans, Damas and Damon, stepped forward, their faces etched with determination and battle-hardened resol
"What's up Dean?" Zeeb greeted his best friend and proceeded to go to his locker right beside him. Smiling as his tanned skin gleamed from the lights. He was 6 foot 2 and well built for his age. His black hair and sideburns make him a little mature-looking for his age. All the girls passing by steal glances at his towering height and good looks. They all swoon for his hazel brown eyes."So you up for tonight's tribe gathering?" Dean said a young fellow slightly shorter than Zeeb but of the buffed physique. "As if I have a choice? Chief will whoop my ass if I don't." Zeeb retorted. "I don't know dude, I just find their stories entertaining but unreal, you know what I'm saying?" Dean said. "Yeah, all that wolf stuff and all. Haven't seen one but if you ever tell that to anyone except me we'll be both in trouble" Zeeb said smiling and laughing remembering the stories of their ancestors turning into wolves to protect their tribe. "As if you'll get in as much trouble as we would. Your
"So...How did it go?" Dean said to Zeeb while they are scouting for driftwood to use for tonight's bonfire. "She was actually nice, though there's something about her. When I caught up to her and held her arm she looked at me like she was about to murder me." Zeeb said chuckling. "She's a feisty one isn't she?" Dean said. "That she is...I just couldn't seem to understand what I see in her, I felt some sort of warmth, my heart was beating so fast, it's as if she was the only one I could see," he recalled. "That's some attraction you got there dude! Good thing you didn't get off when she was in front of you!" Dean said laughing hysterically. "Damn you, Dean," Zeeb said smiling. "Let's go, I think we have enough firewood to light up the whole village." The elders and children were already gathering when they arrived at the camp near the beach. The group of teenagers Zeeb, Dean, Hector, Brad, Khalu, Jake, and Ashina build the bonfire as everyone chattered and greeted each other. The
On the quiet suburbs of Willow Creek, a different kind of gathering is taking place. The massive modern house of the Landry family was filled with peculiar characters. No food was found but there were many people. Men and women aimlessly dance to the music playing, a live band was singing jazz while guests feast on their prey. Fleur stood in the middle of the room looking at everyone with distaste. She did not want to come here to this small town, she just wants to live a normal life. In reality, this is what normal is for her kind. Lavish parties, booze, and drugs. She doesn't even know why they bother when the blood of the people they lured here is more than enough to give them the high that they need. But her family, they are formidable the Landry clan headed by her father Damas has wanted power and wealth all their lives. It's not as if living for 120 years is not enough to make them filthy rich, her father wanted more and he has set his eyes on the Vlad family the powerful immor
Fleur was jumping from trees to trees as she hurried back to her house, she couldn’t explain the feeling she has. She felt light, energized and happy? She couldn’t shake off the smile on her face as she remember the time she spent with Zeeb. No mortal has ever made her feel this way and she was alarmed at the same time this is all so new to her. She reached her house and she climbed up the roof to her balcony. She was taken aback as she saw the lights were turned on. She was pretty sure she did left it off when she went down and joined the party. Her smile was gone and she can feel the agitation building up once more it’s as if she never left the party. She cautiously opened the glass door to her room and she froze. Sitting on her bed was Ezra devilishly handsome and grinning at her. “Where have you been princess?” He asked. “Somewhere, I’m pretty sure the name of the street was None of Your Fucking Business.” She retorted sharply. “I see…still feisty as ever.” He said now standing
Fleur was awakened by the sunlight coming through the glass windows and walls of her room. She has forgotten to close the blinds before she fell asleep. She slowly opened her eyes and a smile form in her lips as she remembers the dream she had. As an Immortal, they can go on for days without sleeping but they do sleep when they want to. Knowing how last night went, she just wanted to escape and let herself linger in the dream world and she has had many vivid dreams in her lifetime but this is peculiar in every way for her. She has never dreamt as evocative as she did and never with a mortal. It was so pure and true. She is a stranger to this feeling tugging at her heart. She never really believed in love, as her clan thrives on fixed marriages and alliances, love is a very rare occurrence if present at all. She knows that her mother loves her dad in this twisted way, despite his torture and unforgiving nature. Her father may be fond of her mom but she has always doubted if true love d
The bell rang and Fleur seemed to snap back from a trance that being near Zeeb puts her in. She hurried to put her things in her bag as she felt the familiar disturbing presence getting near her – Ezra. She flinched as she felt the cold hand on her shoulder. She shuddered at the thought that he might have been watching her and Zeeb. Ezra is a powerful immortal and as such, he is definitely not stupid and her heart was gripped with fear not for herself but to what Ezra may do to Zeeb. She knows more than anyone that their kind can be extremely territorial and to Ezra, she is a property that no one can ever take from him. She gulped and tried to shrug away her unease as she plasters a fake smile as she turned around to face Ezra. “I assume you have taken all the same classes as me?” She said mockingly, trying to hide the nervousness in her voice. “Of course, I would always want to be near my girl.” He retorted putting a big emphasis on the word mine, staking his claim to her and making
The special place was at the beach at Wolf’s Lair, somehow Fleur was not surprised because to her, it was significant too. It was the place where she ran to when she was feeling overwhelmed and sad and now it seemed to make sense why her feet brought her there. She was looking for someplace where she belonged. She sought comfort when she felt so lost and lonely, and there was no place in the world but here. It was not the crashing of the waves or the gentle sound of the breeze that brought me there it was someone and that person is Zeeb. Somehow being here again made her realize what she has been looking for all along, it was not a place she can call home but a person she can belong to.Zeeb got out of his truck and went around to open the door for her. He held out a hand and she took it with a smile, knowing full well she finally found her way to a place she can call her own.They walked together hand in hand. She stopped to untie her sneakers and take off her socks, getting the cue f