Note- The first three chapters are when FL was a kid, but these chapters are important to know the characters and their relation, from chapter 4 FL is seventeen and then spicy things will start. *wink-wink) Ragnar's p.o.v. The dark eyes, a pool of black and blue with a hint of red were glaring back at me from the mirror, I slapped my own cheeks with my palm, wincing as I accidentally slapped a little too harshly....but thankfully, the red was gone. I took a sigh of relief and straighten my back, wearing that black holy cassock over my shoulder and pure white collar around my neck; a symbol of my chastity from so many years, couldn't remember the exact date though...or year in my case. “ Father, the wolves have arrived" I heard the voice from behind, didn't need to look back to know who that person is. I run a hand through my black hair, glancing at my face for one last time before turning around to meet the amber eyes of Joshua, the young servant boy...and my good friend, my only

Calix p.o.v. " Giovanni, get it together!", Felix yelled, pinning him to the ground in the office. I stood at the door, ready to block him if he gets away.This is exactly why I didn't want a werewolf kid in this house. A clumsy child who doesn't realize how serious a cut can be. If Giovanni got to her, he'd kill her. When hunger strikes, it doesn't matter if the person in front of you is your family, your sister...all that matter is thirst, thirst for blood. And werewolf blood tasted way more delicious than humans and animals. What if Ragnar and Simon weren't home? Ragnar was the only one with enough self-control to help Freya. Obviously, because he is not like us. He is not a vampire. Yes, we are real. Vampires aren't a myth. It's just we aren't stupid enough to show ourselves to humans as werewolves did. Stupid animals. We disguised ourselves as spies, and do dirty work like killing, stealing, and all that shit for humans in return for money. They never remember we took more prec