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Moonlight spilling through the window caught their face as they steadied themselves against the wall, and recognition slammed into me like a physical blow, cold and disorienting. Silver hair. Silver eyes, glowing faintly in the dark, exactly as I remembered. The same old woman from the archive, the one who had vanished into black smoke after whispering four words that had haunted every quiet moment since. Catalina Niebla. The witch. "You," I breathed, dagger still raised, my heart hammering against my ribs so hard it ached.

“Talia is...” “Her daughter,” Viktor confirms and even Tristan gasp, I had forgotten he was even there. “Do you remember I told you her mother died in the car accident? This is her and for some reason, her name seems to be coded, at least partially. Her real name was Naya much, and the accident that killed her is no longer looking like a tragic twist of fate, but something intentional.” Viktor words sink into my gut like a stone as I flip through the records of Talia mother. It doesn’t make any sense. Why would her name be on that flash drive? And why would Lucas boss want her dead?

Ash nods and Eddie sighs, Dom and their father come over looking worried, “Hey, Eddie. Abimelech knows the mother.” Ash and Kai turn to him, “Noemi, she’s an ex-wife of Dracula. He died in eighteen-ninety-six, killed by Van Helsing, as per common knowledge. He had four wives at the time of his death, but two of them, Liana and Marta, killed themselves to join him in death. One went completely blood-crazed in her grief, and got herself killed a decade or two later, Justina. The last is the most dangerous of the lot, Noemi. And that’s her.”

He finally introduced himself. Harley couldn't help but smile. There was something about him that was less threatening compared to other blood suckers that she had encountered, and now she could finally put a name to the handsome face she'd been blatantly staring at. "Pretty human name to me, I'm Harley but it seems that you already knew that." She responded. "Why? What kind of name would you associate with a vampire?" He questioned. "Hmm… I don't know. Dracula, Vladimir, Lorenzo, something along those lines." She listed all the names that popped into her head.

She was a vampire, and yet she stood on the hallowed ground of a werewolf pack with the confidence of a queen. "Welcome," she said, her voice a rich, melodic silk that seemed to vibrate in the very air. She offered a small, knowing smile, revealing the elegant, lethal points of her fangs. "I apologize that the Alpha is currently occupied with pack matters; he was pulled away just before your arrival. You shall have to find my company sufficient for now. I am Arcelythe Vladimir Hyde, wife of Alpha Ynovar and Luna of the Veylor Pack. It is an honor to receive you, Herse Gavira and Gavriel Soltharic."

he added. “The dragon wolf, I'm really happy to finally meet you,” Dracula's voice rang out. “As expected, he knows me,” Melonie grinned, “Nice to meet you too.” “And of course, our soon-to-be Luna,” Dracula acknowledged and I smiled calmly. “I'll be off to introduce him to the others, I wanted to introduce him to you first,” Alpha Vargus muttered and I nodded in acceptance. **🥀** Unfortunately, it was time for the wedding, my wedding.

"We are mated to each other, alright? You have become my bride since we met." "Yes…" "What is her name?" "Huh?" Luna asked, acting confused. "You know what I am talking about. What is her name?" Luna lowered her eyes. "Alexa. Her name is Alexa." "Good," he said. "About being your bride, I haven’t even thought about it." Luna said, her heart racing. Being the bride of a vampire and the bride of a werewolf at the same time was going to be hard. She had accepted Adrian, and there was no way she was going to accept Ashford too. It was going to be hard trying to keep up with two personalities.

Vlad laughed softly as the general approached him with a raised hand. "I'm general Hank Marshall and I have a warrant for this woman, Ms Hera Constantine. We don't want any problems sir," Hank bellowed in authority. Vlad smiled and shook the offered hand. "This woman is my wife and the queen of the vampires, are you certain that there is a warrant for her arrest, Hank," Vlad asked. "And who are you, may I ask," Hank scowled angrily. "I am the true vampire king Vlad Drăculea," he grinned, bowing his head slightly and the guns left me and were directed at him.

“He isn’t particularly famous in Howlspire,” she explained. “But he is very well known in Eboncrest.” Alexander’s expression had gone completely serious now. “He was the first vampire ever born… a natural gift from the moon goddess,” Alexander explained quietly. My breath caught. I stared at Clarissa in complete shock. “You’re saying my father was a vampire??” “Yes,” Clarissa confirmed. “And our mother was a werewolf.” My mind struggled to process the words.

People pushed against one another, trying to get closer to the royal announcement board. Curiosity flickered quietly inside me. Slowly, I stepped closer. A large parchment bearing the royal seal had been nailed at the center of the board. BY ORDER OF HIS MAJESTY, THE KING To preserve peace between the Human Kingdom and the Vampire Kingdom, a royal marriage alliance shall be established. An unmarried woman shall be selected as the human bride of the Vampire Crown Prince. The moment people finished reading it, panic erupted across the square. “What?!” “They want to send one of our daughters to the vampires?”