Castlevania Alucard Dracula Mga Nobela at Kwento

END E P I L O G U E ❦❦❦ Runo Kaelynn Alberona— I entered the mansion as a maid for the Lockhart siblings. At first, I didn't know the truth inside that mansion, but as time passed, I slowly uncovered their secrets. Even my heart was swept into that mystery. I fell in love with one of the siblings, and his name is Danrious. He's a vampire. No, they're all vampires. I got to know their true nature and I will admit that at the beginning I was consumed by fear and nervousness about the problem I got into. But I know it has shaped me into who I am today and where I am today.

"How dare you! I asked who you are!" "I’m Drex. The Lycan you called a 'black monster' the other day," he replied without looking back. "You... you can shift?" Xavier followed him, stunned. "Rucif gave me a nourishing tonic. It restored my energy faster than I expected. I have to admit, the man is a genius." "Rucif is an alchemist of the highest order. He is more than just 'genius,'" Xavier corrected him. "Yeah, for once, I agree. Are you here alone? Where are your guards? And where are your wives? Don’t you have a dozen of them?" Drex asked bluntly.

He stepped closer; the knife hovering just inches from my skin. “You’ll break,” he said softly. “They always do.” “Try me,” I whispered. “I don’t fear you.” “Oh dear, you should,” he responded. His jaw tightened, and for a moment, I thought he would go through with it. But then he lowered the knife with frustration written on his face. He was shocked at how I handled all his threats. He expected me to be begging, but I wasn’t Lyra. Lyra was unaware of the extent of strength apart from the Alpha blood that runs in her vein, there was more to her bloodline. Most wolves can’t take over the human form without transforming into a full wolf except the Lycans.

The bond wouldn’t erase the bruises or the years of cruelty. Even their leader, their shining pride—the Alpha himself. My lips twisted into a bitter smile. Speaking of the devil… Alpha Darius Blackwood. Tall, cold, magnetic—the kind of power that makes the air around him crackle. He strode into the clearing like the night itself bent to him. And as always, glued to his side was Lyra Vexley. Golden-haired, sharp-eyed, sweet-tongued. His… what exactly? Lover? Mistress? Or maybe the future Luna in all but name?

my mom inquired, raising an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. “Yes.” “Who?” she asked, leaning in. “He’s from a high-status family,” I said, a hint of pride in my voice despite the fear rising in me. “Oh, really?” “And he’s very brave.” “Oh?” “Rich.” “Really?” “And he’s an alpha,” I added. “Oh,” my mother said, her smile growing. “Now that’s interesting.” “A werewolf alpha.” “Sorry?” My mother’s smile faltered, her expression shifting to one of disbelief. “What did you say?”

“If anything, I think she’s a great fit for you because you can learn a lot from her about our world.” Again, I nodded. “Right, I supposed this settles it then. You know where to find me.” June smiled, but I didn’t miss the concern shadowing her features. I knew she’s worried about the whole Luca incident and what all this would mean for me. Luca—whose full name turned out to be Lucian—was a rogue wolf, outcasted by his own kind. When you’re outcasted, your powers get stripped, and you can’t get in touch with the spiritual realm or with the huntress. Somehow he managed to bypass it, and here we were.

Alpha Dreadlock’s gaze moved toward the convoy once more, and this time he saw it clearly too. The estate lights glinted across the flags fully as they swayed violently in the wind. “Father…” Zaden started again, but Alpha Dreadlock silenced him with a single lift of his hand. For a long moment, nobody moved. “It is him indeed.” He confirmed, his tone certain. In that same moment, he clenched his right hand into a fist, and at once, the warriors lowered their weapons. The black Rolls-Royce finally came to a slow halt directly in front of the mansion, and the headlights blinked out, plunging the overlook into absolute darkness.

**Alina's POV** Blood splattered across the ground as the vampire's lifeless body crumpled, his severed head slipping from my grasp. The metallic scent clung to the air, thick and suffocating. I barely had time to breathe before another lunged at me, claws slashing through the night. I sidestepped, raking my own claws across his throat. A gurgled hiss escaped him as black blood oozed down his chest.

"I need some fresh air, Mom. I'll be fine." Emma took my arm as we left the room. "I have found something," she whispered. "A connection between the rogue werewolf and this group of an ancient cult. These two parties are in league with one another." My heart was racing. "What does it mean?" She locked her eyes on mine. "I think they're trying to bring about a full moon transformation, and I think you're the key." As the doctor finished and walked out, Emma bent low. "I'll tell you later," she whispered. "When we're alone."

But I saw it. She turned, finally looked at me. Eyes dark. Careful. “I don’t know what you mean.” “Oh come on.” I pushed off the bed, walked over, grabbed a cookie even though I wasn’t hungry. “Christopher. The quiet one with the hood and the murder stare. He’s a vampire, right? Don’t lie. I already know.” Nicole’s jaw went tight. “You shouldn’t talk about things you don’t understand.” “So that’s a yes.” I took a bite of the cookie. Chocolate chip. Good, actually. “He saved me once. From drowning. Left me a note. Then another one. And now he’s acting like I’m the one who bit him. What’s his deal?”