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She stuttered, intertwining her hands nervously. “Do you know what’s going on?” I asked softly, trying to put her at ease with talking to a stranger. “Oh, it’s horrible! I was just sitting there watching the TV series Supernatural and then the alarms went off! It’s so bad, I thought Alpha Klein said we had a month to prepare before an attack. “ “Now what—” I interrupted. “Who’s attacking?” I asked as naturally as I could. She paled at the question, and took in a deep breath. Her eyes flicked to the side twice before whispering in a small voice, “Lupus Deus.”

With the Azure Dragon Clan being the head of the other clan, it would be the same for the Suzaku Clan; it would be on the cusp of welcoming a miserable fate. Regarding the five big clans in the Imperial Capital, it was an unstable period of time. Following the Suzaku Clan’s suffering from the evil scheme, the Azure Dragon Clan, the White Tiger Clan, and the Black Tortoise Clan all suffered from a ‘visit’ from a conscienceless little thief, all in succession. Except for the Qilin clan, who had escaped by sheer luck.

He explained, "And we have new members, they are lone vampires seeking shelter and a clan." "Clan?" "Yea, you know, you wolves are in packs , we are in clans." "What are lone vampires?" "They are like stray vampires, the way you wolves have rogues and most of them are single, others have families." "Oh cool." I nodded as the carriage came to a stop before a huge building that took the form of a townhouse but it was bigger. "Stay here." Orian instructed leaning over to grab his stick from under the other seat, "I will be back, don't move."

Draken lunged, closing the distance in a blur, his hand closing around his brother's throat. Then the fight became something else entirely — a duel, brutal and fast, the air itself seeming to flinch with every blow. Branches cracked. Something ancient in the ground seemed to hum awake beneath their feet, like the earth itself remembered old wars between vampires and wanted no part of a new one. I clamped a hand over my own mouth to keep from crying out, terrified that a single sound from me would be the thing that tipped the balance. "You lost everything. You gave the clan away — for a stupid girl."

Lyca" It was almost an hour when we reached the said tree. And we breathed heavily when we got there. We look at the four elders who are waiting there. The SORJON, NEXKOX, FAXNERY, POXWER, Elders why do they look shocked instead of being proud and happy? Their grandsons made it. FAXNERY and POXWER left two candidates. SORJON too, NEXKOX left only and its Eyolf. I guess they are all dead now. Our clan left Kelly, Gunner, and me. The ZORNZON clan there's Zack and three left too. Orgarox clan has Irya and two others. KEZTOR has Warg and the other two. THABHEX has Orfeo (aka) Wulfsige and another one. MASTODON has RODOLFO and another one.

First, a brief history lesson: The fighting styles of Slayers took their inspiration from nature (godai, the five elements) and from their original enemies, the Great Serpents. There were a few styles that featured man interacting with nature and not the other way around; for instance, the Fish Gate style of a northern tribe derived from the natural movements of fishermen casting their nets. Nevertheless, the four main styles of the Clans sought to imitate the general attitude, posture and reflexes of the powerful dragons and appropriate them as a form of camouflage.

They wanted to protect those without abilities from those with abilities who wish them harm. That was when the Moonshadow organization came to be. A secret organization sought to claim world peace and protect the world from all things evil. The Moonshadow knows all and sees all; to be a member, you have to continuously be good. You won’t find them; they will find you. Once they find you and make you an offer, you can choose to deny their request or join them. Then there is the third organization, the Slayers. The Slayers are made up of vampires; they feed off those with abilities to strengthen their own powers. They are a danger to both Moonshadow and Killers.

Lyra stood by the window, arms crossed. “We have a problem,” Elena said without preamble. Gareth nodded. “The northern clans.” Mara looked up, eyes red-rimmed but clear. “They hate the Veylar line,” she said. “Always have. Aldric spent years convincing them we were a threat.” Elena leaned on the table. “How many?” Gareth sighed. “Three major clans. The Ironfang, the Silvermaw, and the Bloodpeak. Combined, maybe four hundred warriors.” Kael spoke for the first time.

She seemed too busy flaunting her new status as the future luna, so maybe she didn’t see me as a threat anymore. We had two wolf-related classes on Wednesday. The first was Border Geography. Not that I needed to study it—I already knew the whole map by heart. There were four main clans: Arches, Siram, Ainar, and Kamaria—representing the new moon, full moon, waxing moon, and waning moon, respectively. Over time, internal conflicts had splintered the clans. The more they split, the smaller and weaker they became. Arches was the only clan that hadn’t fractured, which made it stronger and more powerful than the others. Siram had split into three, creating two additional full moon clans: Nikini a

( Note: There are seven clans in the whole werewolf circles, each clan with a different hierarchy and authority) The first Clan is the Bloodfang Howl, the clan known for its violent conquest, steeped in brutality and ferocity. They are feared for their unmatched combat prowess and their unrelenting thirst for dominance. The second Clan is the Obsidian Wraith clan, the clan ruled by Alpha Larsen. The third Clan is the Moonlit Veil, which Elora and Scarlett belong to. The fourth clan is the Shadowmire brood clan ruled by Alpha Damien. The fifth clan is the Silverthorn dynasty, the sixth clan is the Ashen Claw, and the last clan is the least respected clan that can have authority in only one cl