*SEBASTIAN* Journal Number Fifteen (Entry 48 of 50) June 5th, 2076 That girl, Rebecca, that my son loves so dearly is a wolf. I know it. I can feel it in my bones, but he won't listen to me. He says I'm just jealous that he has someone and I'm all alone. I'm alone because the only woman I ever loved, and will ever love, is dead. No other woman will compare to her, none. It's cruel of him to shove his dead mother, my dead wife in my face as if it was somehow my fault. It wasn't my doing, this virus destroying the world, I'm just trying to fix it all. He is acting like an idiot. I'm fifty-six years old and he just turned twenty-six and he's acting like a spoiled brat now that this woman is around. I keep trying to find a way to convince him that something is off with her, that she is not a human, nor a hunter, but a lycan. He won't listen to me and I fear that she will corrupt him, kill him or maybe stop him from hunting and killing monsters.

*Marlow* Marlow slipped his shirt off and watched as his new bride examined each muscle perfectly scuplted across his chest, stomach and arms. He stepped closer to her and reached around her unsnapping and untying the corset of her wedding dress, and then helped her slip out of it. She was sexy. She wore a white lace, strapless bra and matching white lace panties connected to a gartner belt that held up white sheer tights. He unbuckled his belt and pulled his own pants down, followed by his blue boxer briefs. There seemed to be both a flash of relief and excitement across Joanne's face when she saw how big he was when she finally saw his hard cock. He stood up and lifted her up by her thighs and crawled onto the bed laying her down on her back. She reached down to undo her garter belt, but he slammed his hand over hers fast. "No...Don't. Leave them on." He said reaching for the knife he knew was in the nightstand drawer, he pulled it out and cut her

*CHARLES* "I want to find my daughter!" He yelled, "where the hell is my wife?!" "Calm down Charles." Xavia tried to soothe. "Calm down? How the fuck do you expect me to calm down? Someone was able to fight off and kill a blood-born alpha lycan, a hunter and was able to disable my daughter enough to kidnap her! It's the society, it has to be. They must be real because I can't think of a single coven, pack or family that has the ability to do any of this. Nor the level of stupidity." "Or bravery." Christopher said recieving a very nasty glare from Charles. "What? It is true. You must be very brave to take on hunters and a lycan, but not just any hunter or lycan... Blaire Raiser and a blood-born alpha." "There is a very thin line between bravery and stupidity Christopher," Mark stated, "but that doesn't matter. What matters is that she is missing. And just before her ascension, and we have no idea why she taken nor where." "And I

*BLAIRE* NINE DAYS LEFT UNTIL THE ASCENSION OF BLAIRE RAISER She hung from the rafters by the chains around her wrists. Her body was naked, though covered in burns from being sprayed down over and over with ice cold water and then boiling water. She could feel herself growing stronger inside, knowing it meant it was getting closer and closer to her ascension. They had a tube shoved down her nose and into her stomach where they pumped food into her from something in the ceiling and that was it. The only interaction she was having with people was the few minutes they were in there spraying her down and then leaving. She was completely incontinent right now, she held her bladder and bowels for as long as she could before she no longer could. The spraying her down multiple times a day as torture, is also what would keep her cleaned up. It had been about a week since she had arrived there and she was exhausted. They barely ever gave her food through the tube and none for her to eat by mo

*CHARLES* He paced back and forth waiting for his scouts to return to the base he'd set up, waiting for their reports. His anger flowed off of him like heat waves the longer they took. Just outside of the base line Xavia was vomiting up anything and everything, he wanted to comfort her, but his presence right now just made her feel sicker. This isn't how their marriage was supposed to me. They should be having crazy amounts of amazing sex, popping out kids and enjoying the fact they can freely be together like they's always wanted, instead they were spending their marriage searching for his daughter who had been kidnapped and who knows what else. His now ex-wife had never shown back up and the longer she was away the more sure he became that she had something to do with it. Blaire was a daddy's girl by far, so he knew her and her mother weren't in on whatever was happening together. He looked at Xavia feeling guilty that she had been so violently ill the past few days and he wasn't