Will Of Albus Dumbledore Novels & Stories

When you have seen as much of life as I have, you will not underestimate the power of obsessive love. ~Albus Dumbledore, The half-blood prince. •• Noor sat besides her father, watching the gentle rise and fall of his chest, the steady beeping of the monitors, a background noise that seemed to dull the white noise within her head.

{Ask the Queen to confess and disclose her true identity or they will never be revived. Aldred}

In big bold letters beside the drawing of it was my father's writing: 'ONLY CURE. I read further, skimming over his notes until I hit an answer. Written in small, shaking scrawl were the words 'Leo, family tree, Blood of the Ancient Alpha.' Blood of the Ancient Alpha? No. It couldn't be possible. I…had the blood of the Ancient Alpha? I looked back to the book. It was there, clear as day. 'Once the amulet is removed, there is no way to reverse the Awakening.' Geralt's prophecy was true.

The women must have noticed that I was beginning to lose consciousness because they immediately let go of my limp body. "Is she dead?" I faintly heard one of them ask, her voice a mixture of fear and panic. "Who cares... I'm sure Lord Darius and Lady Hilda wouldn't care. They'll even thank us for getting rid of this filth," another said casually. "Thank us!!! How idiotic can you be!? Half-breed or not, she's the daughter of The Great Rafael Bloom. And we've just killed her. Mere vampire maids. We'll be staked alive for this," another declared in panic, making the others start to panic as well, realizing what they had done.