The mayor's aide was walking around the office, taking a thorough look at the work the painter was doing when his phone began to ring. He loathed calls from unknown numbers so he took his time before he answered the call."Tell the mayor we've got his family, if he loves them he better call back," the voice was simple but threatening. The call ended immediately the voice whispered what it wanted to say. It was a man's voice and the message passed was one thing, the mayor's wife and son had been kidnapped.The mayor's aide sprinted into the mayor's office as fast as he could. His heart plummeted inside his chest. He was breathing heavily from the run.He was still holding the cell phone in his hand when he entered the office, he slammed the door behind him and the mayor tensed at the sound.The mayor was cross-examining the documents that would finalise the authorisation of the deforestation."We have a great problem, sir." The aide said, breathing heavily as he stopped to catch his

***Somewhere in the northern part of Budapest***"Hello there," Samuel walked into the pottery shop in his usual black Jacket and black Jeans. "Long time no see, Fiona."The woman in the shop continued to count her money, recognising whose voice it was. She raised her head to him when he stood next to her with only the counter between them."Get the fuck out of here, Samuel. I don't fucking want anything to do with you again," she looked back at what she was doing and continued to count the money.Samuel laughed. It was always very typical of her to say something like this but he knew his way when it came to Fiona."That's quite a lot of sales, huh?!" He slid his hands into his jacket pocket and brought out two warps of white money and slammed it on the counter. "I need you to do something for me."She turned her gaze at the bundle of money on the counter and swallowed hard. Fuck! He really knew how to get her.But remembering their last encounter, she rose angrily to her feet and gav

"Anita, we have to tell your dad about this. This is a threat to all of our race." Samuel's voice rattled through the cell phone. Since he left Fiona's place he took it upon himself to do whatever he had to to stop that prophecy from coming through.In all sincerity, Samuel was scared of this mysterious witch who has both vampire blood and witch blood in her. Thereby making her one of the strongest breeds already, a hybrid. He gathered the information he could get his hands on about the witch. He needed to know more than what Fiona told him but it was only getting more and more complicated.Fiona didn't help matters, all she knew was that there was a witch and aside from that she claimed not to know anything else.It was more than necessary to tell the governor everything so that he could prepare for war, perhaps kill the goddamn witch before she masters her powers. "Sam, what are you talking about?" Anita's peach eyes bent into a grin. It was absolutely unlike Samuel to be scared o

"C'mon Uncle Sam, I can just drain this one and throw her body off the cliff, nobody is going to see her," Anita pulled her fangs out of her victim's neck.Blood was all over her mouth and her long, thick fangs dripped down blood."I can't let you do that, self-control," Samuel said, pulling her shirt up."She's the best I've tasted so far, it tastes like… I don't know," Anita could not find the right word to complete her statement before Samuel bent down and sniffed the blood."Lycanthrope. She's a lycanthrope. A marked one. Her pack will come for her. Let's get out of here right now," he said as they began to sprint away from the scene.The last thing Samuel wanted was to pick a fight with a lycanthrope pack. They'll never give up until they've accomplished what they were out for.The last time a war broke out, it was bloody on both sides. However, the vampires suffered more because the power to win the war was rooted in numbers.This wasn't Sparta where three hundred soldiers would

Lorraine's POVThe sun has begun to rise in the sky and I still don't know where James is. Something was wrong. I just have this feeling that something bad had happened to James.I tried not to think of what might have happened to James that was making me feel like this.I would have loved him to be beside me when I woke up. I would have kissed his sweet lips. I've missed the hardness of his chest, I've missed his cologne.It has been about four hours since I gained my consciousness but it felt like it had been decades without him. "Nothing will happen to James," I said to myself."When he comes back I'm not going to talk to him. I'll not even smile at him. How could he leave me all alone at night?" My mind was beginning to boil.I turned to Kyle. He has been sitting with me since I woke him up.Perhaps, this was how James has been going out in my absence. No. It can't be, I nodded the thoughts out of my head. I trust him. He couldn't do that to me."Is this how they've been going o