I was told that Draven should recover in a day. The cut he received from Sariel was quite deep, but it was meant to make him unable to fight, not to kill him in an instant. Of course, it would have been deadly for a regular wolf, but it was way not enough for a strong Alpha whose healing process started immediately after his flesh had been torn.Even defeated, Draven kept his position in the pack. Sariel couldn't care less about becoming the werewolves' leader. Besides, I doubt he ever had their complete loyalty. Certainly, it didn't make Draven's position any less complicated, and I bet his dreams of becoming a king would have to wait for a while. Nonetheless, the Moon Hill Pack deserved to rule over the entire north and south, and that automatically made Draven the leader of the werewolf race.The fact that Alpha Randall D'Apolito had been killed by some unknown creature was hidden from the majority of the packs' members. Only a few knew the truth. Sariel, Leo, Beta

Hybrid. This one word bounced inside my mind as I tried to grasp the meaning of it. There was no reliable information about creatures being a mix of werewolf and vampire. According to the legends, there was a tiny possibility of a child of a vampire and a werewolf being born, but no records were found to prove that. To give us any information, Leo read the notes that Doctor Will Duarte provided after examining the body of one of the degenerates.Will found many similarities between them and vampire commoners, which could suggest that the one creating the degenerates had to be a vampire noble or at least have a lot of noble genes. At the same time, their insatiable hunger could only be compared to those who were born to live with a commoner vampire's bite: the vampire degenerates. The hybrid degenerates didn't have fangs but massive jaws with sharp teeth. Their claws also resembled those of wolves rather than blade-like vampire claws. They were all at least 6.7 feet tall, with

As soon as we crossed the Greystoneville borders, I heard of the first attacks already starting in the northern part of the town. Leo was there with two battalions to repel the degenerates. So far they succeeded in keeping the enemy right outside the borders, but the hybrids' numbers were increasing by the minute.Sariel was relentless about keeping me close to him. I had to assure him that I wasn't going to do anything reckless and that I treasured my life enough not to make any rash decisions. The only time I was allowed to leave his side was when Patrick came to tell me that he had something for me."Your King must sincerely trust you," I snorted as Patrick led me to the car."Why do you say that?" he asked."He didn't want me to pee alone, but the moment you showed up, he just let me go to do whatever." I gave him a suspicious glance.He burst out laughing and then replied, "Yes, you can say that he trusts me. He wouldn't allow anyone near you

I stared at the world outside as if I was looking at it for the first time. It seemed different, more vivid, more intense. I recognized the view quickly: I was looking at the central fountain and garden of the Palace. I didn't have a view like that while I was living in the chamber of the east wing. Judging by that, I concluded that I must have been placed in the main building… Considering that I had to die to get here, it felt bittersweet.I stayed exposed to the sunlight for some time, waiting to experience any kind of tickling or itching as a sign of sunburn, but that didn't happen. Then I took a closer look at my hands. My skin was pale and perfectly even. Excited about discovering the new me, I rushed to the wall mirror in the corner of the chamber. I focused on my reflection and gasped.I looked similar yet different as if every single detail of me had become more saturated and exposed. My black hair glowed with a raven-like hue, forming a silky surfa

I had never been more embarrassed in my whole life. It was one thing to feel the desire filling every inch of me, and another to let anyone see how badly I couldn't control myself! I was used to the thought that the only way anyone could literally see my so-called excitement was when my nipples became hard, and now this?! I began to think that just throwing myself on Sariel would have been a better choice than letting him see my hunger for him in this shamefully primal way. I felt as if I had suddenly become naked."Don't hide them," Sariel coaxed, his voice madly alluring.I moved my hand and slid my index finger into my mouth to check if my fangs had truly grown. I brushed the smooth surface, reaching its pointy end. As I touched the needle-like top, my teeth hid, but the sharp edge accidentally cut my finger. I hissed and looked at my hand with a drop of blood growing on the fingertip. A flash later, Sariel was standing right beside me, and my hand was in his grasp.