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55.55% My Last Breath: Book One of the Portal Series / Chapter 25: Narrator: Part Five.

章 25: Narrator: Part Five.

Now my dear reader, at this part of my mother's story some important details are missed in her perspective. While she was trying to let the girls out, a werewolf was arriving back from delivering a message to the Hunters. The message was that any Elyrian's that were on the property were apprehended and locked away, just like the Hunters instructed them to do. This information was a sign for the Hunters that they could come to assess the individuals they caught, and take who they were searching for; my mother.

This means that the breaking of the key ring had to have been some sort of delay in the universe or what you may call the butterfly effect, where a small action can lead to a different outcome in the near future. The purpose of this key detail, see what I did there, was to prevent my mother from running into the Hunter that followed the werewolf back to inspect the prisoners. The Hunter was brought back to the underground cellar where the filthy mutts slept, to discuss the deals when the creatures awoke at sunset.

KODA'S POV:

The Hunters told me they had eyes on the estate, but a werewolf raid on my grandparents' Earthen mansion is not what I'd expected. If only the Elders knew! They would highly dislike the dangerous canines roaming Earth; unlike they are supposed to do. I believe in Elyrian law the animals could get executed for any activities on Earth being in their wolf form.

After my last discussion with the head Hunter, we had a mutual agreement that he will stay away from my family as long as I don't step out of line or interfere with the planned ritual. This is why I am once again on Hunter property to prove myself, that I will do anything to keep my family safe. Even if it means dragging along an Elyrian woman I was sent to capture like the Hunter instructed. A stranger I wanted to leave free.

Inside the head man's office I sit in silence, impatiently awaiting his arrival and holding hostage a previous asset of his group. She sits uncomfortably, giving me an evil eye and I know all she wants is the head man dead. This means that in the future she could be a good resource, because we want the same.

"Sir, I come to meet with you to discuss some recent news..." A follower of the head Hunter enters his office, stopping at me realizing I am not his boss.

The man bows his head, "I apologize..." He looks at me and the woman I capture, "It looks like you have been busy, you must not have heard the news?"

I shake my head no even though I know exactly what is going through the man's mind. He laughs uncomfortablly, finally realizing who I am, "We have a message from the werewolves that their raid was successful. They did not say who they've captured, but we've come to hope that the three escapee's have been found."

My stomach falls, even though I already knew. The three girls I left behind, the ones who are depending on me the most. Maybe they think I'm dead, but it's better off that way. I'd rather not have them know I let them get captured and that I'm not coming to save them right now.

I shake off the thought, "I've got a prisoner of my own. She was working to expose the Hunters to the Elyrian Councils."

The man is skeptical of me, looking me over wondering if I did in fact capture this woman and not betray the Hunters by aiding my family. Thankfully though, one thought safely kept in the back of my head is that there is no evidence I was with my family. The werewolves don't have the right conscious thoughts to figure out who is who. Besides I don't think they were ever told who to look for. From what I've understood is that they were sent to take back anyone that had entered my grandparents mansion.

The man only nods at me and sits down in the chair next to my prisoner. He's awaiting for the head man to come in as well. Thankfully I am here to prove myself which will set my family free, but my safety relies on how easily I can manipulate the men around me. So, I have to please them today by bringing in this new prisoner.

After some time my mind becomes aware of another person close by. From they way they're wandering, and the blank thoughts in their head I know it's the head Hunter. He strolls through the door; stopping in suprise at the sight of me and my prisoner, then giving a dirty glare at the Hunter beside me in a chair. He signs for the Hunter to leave the room and once the door is shut and locked the head man begins.

"I see you have brought me the rebel," He finally spits at me, not believing I did it myself.

This woman will now be held prisoner here and in this moment I know their full intentions with her. She's going to be kept here until her death because of her betrayal to the Hunters.

"I kept my word..." I admit. "I have to."

"Don't be so sure yet." The man hisses, his teeth showing in disgust.

"Ah, don't play with me," I see right through him. "You and I both know that I won this time. You can't hold anything against me now."

"Don't you dare give me attitude!" He thinks long and hard, "I set a trap for you, I'm assuming you had no idea because you followed directions and did not betray me."

I escaped the trap.

I laugh, "I was not planning on betraying you."

"I'm impressed. I was planning to have your whole family brought here in front of your very eyes if you did not follow through with your word. It was nice knowing I had them under my thumb for a little while, but oh the fun I could have had with them."

My stomach drops even though I knew already what had happened and what this man is getting to. Allowing my family to get taken by those creatures was the most disturbing experience I have had to watch, and it will haunt me knowing that if I followed, they'd all be taken into the Hunter's hands and killed. With the werewolves invading my grandparent's home I was able to escape unscathed by being the last, and killing the animal with a spear like object I found in my uncles closet. He won't be too thrilled to find its carcass on his bathroom floor.

At the sounds of his thoughts I have to choose my reply thoughtfully, "Well it looks like this time you have to praise me and leave them be."

He lets out a snarky chuckle, "I do, but that is why I thought ahead."

Yes, he always thinks he is so slick but I will always be slicker! I am always on the same page as him before he speaks. I know what he's going to say before he even opens his nasty mouth. I don't want to get cocky, but I will use this to my advantage. I'm just hoping I can somehow get Elenor out of this.

I assume that I will not see Ellie again until it is too late, until she is here in this building and I'm not able to take cautious chances to save her. The Hunters have already met up with the werewolves to take her as prisoner once more, for all we know they could already be arriving back here within the hour. I must wrap this up before she arrives!

"You see, your family is held prisoner by our wolf friends..."

I become theatrical once again to him with my surprised gasps, "No! You didn't! I thought we had an agreement?"

"We do, but you need to follow my commands."

For all he knows I've been running errands for the Hunters and not showing up on my families doorstep, what else can I do now for him?

I hiss, "You didn't tell me you wanted anything more."

"Well I am now, and I will release them once you do your duties."

"What would you like me to do?"

He laughs, smacking the rebel woman on the arm, "You have to brand her."

She knows what he means because her words spill out of her mouth before she can prevent it, "NO! PLEASE NO!"

Last time I was here they branded me as theirs and now this time he is forcing me to torture another person. Maybe he really knows how to get under my skin.

Without a second thought I grab ahold of her arm, knowing my consequences if she is not taken care of. Maybe this is a good thing, I will do less than most of the men here ever would.

LUKE'S POV:

"Get up Luke..." Leddy's voice is harsh, pulling me from the wooziness that had succumbed my body so quickly. I force my eyes back open, wondering how long I had been knocked out. She stands overtop of me, "Why are you sleeping instead of spending your last moments with me?"

"What makes you think we're going to die?" I question Leddy, getting to my feet slowly.

"You were stupid enough to listen to a vampire." She answers.

My mother cuts her off, "I've already had enough with this conversation!"

"If you wake him you're the first to die." Leddy growls, pointing at the wolf-man out cold on the floor.

He changed to his Elyrian form at an attempt to reason with us, a peaceful sign after Leddy putting a knife to his throat when he was in wolf form. The man, cowardly but apparently intelligent, ended up admitting he was the second in command and then questioning us about Elenor; his pack's initial target. When refusing to respond, the rest of us decided to deliberately block him into the room, forcing him to become violent and knocking me to the ground.

I'm assuming my accomplices were able to defend simply by hitting him unconscious; most likely being the young and bossy soldier-like woman staring up at me. I've always admired her toughness, but she is too masculine brained for me to adore.

"Okay so lets find a place to lock him away and go find my father..." I decide.

The vampire slave rubs his freckled face nervously, keeping his head low but still listening in on our ideas. He looks like he wants to join in, but knows he shouldn't.

The werewolf infested fall out shelter he led us to is where my father must be held, the vampire said so himself; but Leddy wants to be right always so when I agreed with the man that we needed to search this empty corridor first, Leddy became enraged.

"Just knock him out if he wakes up again." I tell Leddy.

"Wish me luck. I don't think I could inside this small space." She huffs.

I agree with her. This space is way to small for all of us to fit comfortably.

I hear a jingling sound.

"Can't you be any louder?" Leddy spits.

"Leddy we don't have time for this so stop," My mother pulls a set of keys from the wolf's hand.

"Alright, we need to drag this canine to the nearest cell room." Leddy orders.

All of us agree, but I am the one who's supposedly the man for the job. So with hesitation I pull the wolf-man over my shoulders following behind Leddy and out of the room. She refuses to allow the vampire to lead the way but he doesn't argue, even though he tells her directions.

Just across the hall from the room we were almost locked into by the wolf, is a room of cells. The first few are locked shut with nothing inside them, but in the middle is one with a wide open door. I place the wolf in human form on the floor, not caring about his head when it smashes the stone on accident.

"What cell number are we in?" The vampire questions quietly, taking ahold of the keys my mother hands him.

"Twelve." I announce while he looks through the keys for the right number.

"Luke, is that you?"

Leddy and I exchange optimistic looks. At the sound of my father's voice I'm ecstatic, "Yes! It's me! We're here to rescue..." Leddy cuts me short by punching my right arm hard.

I whine, "Ow! What was that f-"

"Shut it!" She points down to the werewolf, his head turning and his eyes fluttering open. The man grunts. His expression becoming dark and an evil smile starts spreading across his scruffy face. He gets to his feet, standing in the doorway of the cell, blocking me in.

"Shall I kill you now or have my other werewolves do their worst?" He looks at me with no mercy but does not change into wolf form.

An exchange of keys happen once more while Perry and Leddy come to my rescue on either side of him. I'm able to slide past the tall figure but only for him to turn the other way and pin the vampire against the wall.

He grabs the slave's arm and twists it, the man's green eyes widen as a pop is heard and he jolts further backwards in pain. His head hitting the wall as the wolf's claws immerge from his fingertips, scratching the vampires pale skin. I jump in, trying to pry the two apart, but I am no match against this creatures strange strength. I'm able to push them away from the door, making space for me to step into the swinging barred door.

I watch as his claws dig into the vampire's chest, while another large palm slips and punches his freckled nose. Blood trickles everywhere as the shorter of the two holds his arm around his ribs; they must be broken. The werewolf's prey still fights, and Leddy begins yanking me fully out of the cell.

The wolf spins around suddenly, his eyes landing upon Leddy. With a new distraction for our enemy, the slave is able to sneak past us to aid my mother is freeing my father. This is the moment where we end up in the lead, as Leddy makes a blow to the mans cheek; her fist not being fazed. She follows through with a second, pushing the man back far enough inside.

Before I know it the vampire is speeding past me, taking ahold of Leddy's wrist and pulling her out within a blink of an eye. The door slams shut and instantly I'm confused on when and who locked the door previously. My adrenaline rush makes my head spin, but I'm thankful to whoever thought of the cell door during all of the excitement.

My parents come to meet the rest of us, blinking around from all of the commotion. I step close to Leddy about to ask if she's alright but she glares at the vampire standing next to me who's hunched over in pain.

Instead of thanking him she groans, "What did you do that for? I could have knocked him on his-"

"Leddy, come on!" I sigh, "You can't give him a complement?"

"Pfft, no." She walks away towards the other end of the room.

"Thank you." I whisper to the man who apparently has quite the agility. His nose is already bruising, and blood pours from his nose and upper lip.

The werewolf now locked up starts arguing and spitting out cuss words at his second defeat of the day. I sigh, letting my shoulders relax as I pull the keys from the lock. I look him up and down, feeling the need to taunt him. I dangle to keys for a second before dropping them onto the floor where he can see but not reach. My lips pull into a grin at the panic-stricken werewolf inside the cell.

"Payback."

As we creep out into the corridor trying out best to catch up with Leddy, my father informs me that he has had no sight of the Guard who were taken as well. He decides there is no use in searching for them because it is possible they are long gone.

My only thought is that they were eaten by the werewolves.

*****

It is me once again my darling reader. Don't you love getting into the minds of my uncles? If you have noticed already they are almost polar opposites. One thinks more rationally, and is ahead of the game while the other sends himself in without a plan. This is quite interesting to me, compared to my mother who has a bit of both in her. Now, we can get back to where we left off with her.


章 26: Chapter Twenty-One: Decapitation?

With my body suddenly not functioning properly in connection to my brain I'm fumbling at the sounds of a creature coming in our direction. Abe tells us we need to get out of here but with the amount of keys scattered all over the floor I can't find the right one to the last jail cell we need to unlock.

"We're not leaving anyone behind." Jane announces.

My eyes catch a glimpse of a key that is furthest away from me. I sigh of relief, thinking it's the only key I haven't touched yet. I flip it over, only to find it's not the right cell number after all.

Abe sounds panicked from the other end of the room, "What do you want me to do here?"

"Hold it off!" Jane instructs with a glare past me at Abe who's shutting the door.

With the two strangers marching in on us and instantly acting like they know the place I assumed they'd have everything handled. Now I'm not so dependent on Abe if he's acting so unsure. Another thought crossing my mind is why the two don't have back up. Maybe they have walked into a more serious manner than they originally imagined?

As I keep my eye on Abe, no sort of relief washes over me knowing the door is now shut. At the sound of the werewolf at the door I know better to assume it can't knock the door down. I also recall the sickening fear I felt when the Elyrian dogs first came to the estate.

It stars with this pit in my stomach...

Quickly my grandfather crosses my peripheral vision, he takes charge and picks out a key. The intriguing man doesn't bother to glance down to check at the number. He sticks the key into the lock while my curious mind questions what his power is again. It clicks open as the sounds of our angry enemy increases outside.

With the werewolf grunting and banging on the door, our last member of the group is freed. The sickening fear I recall comes back like it never left from hours ago. My body begins hyperventilating knowing I have a low chance of getting out of here.

Estelle and Lynn embrace each other, while I on the other hand am focused on the front door swinging free off its hinges and back into the daylight. The girls instantly scream, while Jane stumbles backwards into the wall.

Abe doesn't flee but instead slowly kneels and bows his head down to the furry figure, making peace for a few moments. It's black sphere eyes blink up and down, past him and only staring into my soul. Shivers run down my back and I can feel the hair on my neck stand up on end.

Without warning the monster leaps over Abe, who is still on a knee. It runs at me and within a second it's only inches from me. My ears perk, listening to everyone behind me cornering themselves into the back of the room.

The werewolf comes to a striking halt, making me flinch. I stumble backwards, recovering from the assumption it was going to collide with my patite body.

A thought comes to my mind, "Jane..."

I step backwards, practically being consumed by the sight that there is no exit behind me. The werewolf sneaks forward ever so slightly. I can just imagine the figure teasing me, ready to pounce. But the stillness makes me more uneasy. The werewolf only flinches at me once, like a dog ready to play; but this game is much more dangerous than with any sized Earthen dog.

Sounds of howls ring through the air, making me believe that more have come out to assist the lone wolf. Creeping four legged animals outside come from a distance, trying to sneak up on us but my ears win this time. The werewolf in front of me waits for me to make a move and all I do is whisper, "There's more..." I inhale deeply, "They're coming."

A second jump at me makes me back up into the cell door that we left ajar, it swings back at me with a creak and I trip; my ankle throbbing from the pain of the bashing. This causes the wolf to take my vulnerability to its advantage and knock me off my feet, falling to my knees in an attempt to regain my balance.

The canine knocks me on my back, tearing my shirt with its sharp claws and revealing part of my chest. This time I'm ready to fight trying to push the creature off me as Estelle is screaming from behind. The werewolf doesn't budge but I manage to kick it hard in the stomach, and roll myself over to cover my face. I'm smacked in the side by a heavy paw, unexpectantly being pinned against a cell door and the beast.

"Rain," I huff out. "Rain!"

The rest of the group in the room are all making their own decisions, acting in spite of only themselves and trying to fight their way past the creature to no avail. It swats and nips as them, all the while leaving pressure on my ribs making me unable to breathe.

With everything I have left to muster I take a much needed limpness to my body allowing it to ease its strain. I gather up as much decompression in my body that I can with a few seconds and then abruptly pound at the creature's ribcage above me.

My tactic does not cause the wolf to struggle or give me any more strength, but instead gives me proof of the incapability I have in fighting this massive monster. It's tension against me doesn't fail and it's endurance stays just as strong.

This time I call out in pain, seeing Estelle and Lynn moving past us. The girls begin fighting to the door but Abe prevents them, "There's more coming, we can't out run them."

"Jane! Make it rain!"

She stands with hesitation, looking down upon me right before the mongrel blocks my view with it's head. The animal's mouth opens, showing its razor sharp teeth as a threat. It growls with a moist breath against my face; the putrid stink of its saliva makes me gag.

I don't want to know what it's last meal was.

Within a second a thump is heard and I feel the a vibration of force through the growling menace. It loosens itself on me, giving me the opportunity to slide away as its head is turning towards Abe. More agitated than before the matted furball above me moves the opposite direction of me, being drawn to the man who just kicked it.

This gives me the shot to ascend to my feet, even though I stumble and roll my throbbing ankle on the floor. My legs shake as I watch the rogue brute charge forward at Abe with no mercy. He readies for the collision by bracing himself immediately as the hound tackles him to the ground. The sound of his body hitting the floor sounds like a squish of meat being punched.

In the man's adrenaline he is able to ignore the torture of his broken body, maybe not even recognizing it; yet I unarguably heard a bone snap in his hand. The two wrestle, and with Abe being much stronger compared to my petit body I know he has a good chance of escape, even as the villain looks like it wants to bite his head clear off. I don't dare to watch the creature snapping at him anymore; its teeth clicking repeatedly.

A different howl becomes louder than before. Closer. Now everybody must hear the distinct sound of our future danger.

"Jane," I sputter one last time in frustration, "Make it rain, now!"

A familiar sounding scrape makes me know that Abe is pulling out a knife from a holster, bringing my alertness back to the tall man suddenly blocking Estelle and Lynn from the intimidating canine. The two fumble until Abe is back under the animal's belly. He doesn't hesitate and lifts his right hand up, piercing the wolf's neck with the blade.

It only sticks in halfway before the werewolf is leaping off of Abe and whipping its large body around to face me. My grandfather and Jane behind me both speak but I'm unable to focus on what they've said. The strong brick wall of an animal charges at me, this time knocking me to the floor immediately.

The wind gets knocked out of me, and the only thing that comes to my attention is Jane slipping past us. As I gasp for air I watch her step right up to the door beside Abe. She lifts her arms into the air but I'm snapped out of it by the werewolf blocking my view.

It takes a taste of my shoulder, not mauling me but trying to prevent me from fighting or escaping. I screech and lurch up into a sitting position. My forehead hits the wolf's nose. Cradling my arm I hop up to my feet and kick the creature right in the face. I stand still, catching my breath and staring into it's coal black eyes. It doesn't take any time before knocking me to my feet once more.

Being held down under the Elyrian dog again, I can see that the knife is stuck only in the coat of it's neck, most likely not piercing any important veins. It certainly is not obstructing the wolf's airway and isn't much of a threat to its livelihood.

With my arms unable to move for the knife, my mind comes up with a different tactic of knocking it's back legs out from under it. This time my maneuver is successful but the predator's agility is very impressive; only taking a second for recovery and landing it's two front paws on my shoulder blades. The claws unintentionally dig into my skin and I cry out in agony.

A clanking sound rings through my ears, something heavy falling and sliding across the floor; the knife! As the werewolf grabs ahold of my shoulder with its teeth once more, I catch Abe moving towards the weapon. He crouches down, and quickly gets ahold of the knife, flipping it around and aiming it at me to slide back at me. It scrapes against the floor and I desperately reach out to it, not caring where my hand grabs.

I reposition the knife in my hand, acting on impulse and pointing it at the savage villain. He lunges back down at me, swiftly hitting his paw against the knife and pushing it out of my hand. It falls next to my head but before the creature can lift his paw upon it I snatch it back, clenching it in both hands.

Right away I stab the wolf's paw to keep it from scratching me with its nasty blood covered nails. He winces, lifting his paw to prevent more pressure upon it. Without another second for thought I slash the animal's forehead, sticking it in hard enough for it to scratch the tough skin's surface. This time the creature lifts its head just enough for me to take my final action of defense by aiming the knife at it's neck.

With all of my strength I push the knife up into the canine's neck; an accidental yelp escaping my mouth. Just as I do Jane is yelling; almost in agony. Of her energy being used? Strength? My sister continues to scream, setting my mind and body up to moving faster so I can see if she's okay.

I move the long mane out of my way and hurl myself up with another strike of the weapon, this time with a deeper push. Once I feel a flinch against me I know I've found the right spot. It tries to fight, pulling away but I lift myself up and push even harder. It growls at me showing its teeth, but this time I'm not frightened and tear its neck wide open as the grunts and huffs immedietly become muffled by gurgles.

The animal moves enough to where it can place its unhurt paw high up on my chest. It slams me back down into the ground, giving enough space for the knife to begin removing itself from the neck.

"Help! I'm not strong enough..." I plead.

Abe attends me instantly by getting on the beast's back. It falls ontop of me just enough for me to force the knife fully into the wolf's neck. As I do so my arms get tired but I don't stop pushing with all of my strength until the animal flinches from pain.

It lets out a long howl, making my ears ring. Other wolves around the property send a response, and then their footfalls become faster. The werewolf ontop of me wrangles its head around, trying to nip at Abe ontop of its back.

The clicking of its teeth make me sink myself hard into the stone floor, even more when blood begins to seep out from the leisure. I recall hearing that decapitation is the best way to kill a werewolf so I drag the knife through my enemies neck, which is much easier now that the thick skin is broken.

Once the furry creature is coughing up blood and twitching, it no longer acts aggressive or fights back; it only acts like a body of dead weight. A warm liquid starts dripping down my neck and chest but I continue to twist the knife, making as much damage as possible to quicken the slaughter. I'm unable to clear the head off of the body, but slicing as far as I can will do the trick.

My nose takes a whiff of an iron smell, and it makes me deepen the knife for the last time. It drips all over my face, making my stomach feel queasy. Once the werewolf looses its strength in its legs I know it's almost dead. The dog-like animal's heavy mass against me makes my chest feel like it's closing in on itself but I wait until I hear the brute's last heartbeat to attempt at pushing the carcass off my body.

I roll out from under it wheezing, the heaviness pinning me down and Abe aiding me right away. Once I'm on my feet a huge weight is lifted from me and I blink down at myself with a sudden blur and spinning sensation. I see the slain predator on the floor, its head and neck pooled in blood and red splattered everywhere.

Being relieved that we can escape now is not what's going through my head. I feel disgraceful for ending a life, even if it was to save my own from the Hunters in the future. My ears ring as the whole room starts speaking but I'm unable to comprehend the ruckus. Instead my ears pick up on many sets of footfalls hitting the ground.

Next something more calming, soft; water falling from the sky and splattering on the blades of grass, onto the buildings, and in the trees. I hear a howl, then a second and a third.

I blink around the room, pushing past Abe and staring past the girls by the door. Outside I can see rain coming over the hills in a sweep.

"Where's Luke?"

"Where's Koda?"

Both girls look at me with anticipation. I frown not knowing the answer for both of them. The concern on their faces are very noticeable. Estelle looks like she's going to bust into tears again any minute.

I murmer, "She's done it! Jane! Its raining!"

Howls continue to ring through the open air outside, moving away from us. I see glimpses of furry figures in the distance. They are running back to where they came from. Only two remain, taking cover by a tree a few yards away. Still relief is unable to flood me because the two werewolves begin zipping to the door. I sigh, my chest feels like it's going to explode any second.

Can't we get a break?

My trembling hands have light scratches on them and I check myself over finding that I'm covered in scratches, bite marks, and blood. I look down to my feet and my eyes widen when I see my leg.

I was so distracted that I never noticed the long gash in my left leg. It's oozing thick red blood that drips down to my bare foot. It doesn't hurt which frightens me ever worse. Ignoring the blood I suddenly stumble when my leg becomes numb.

A yelp allows me to know that Luke is coming in our direction along with his group I'm assuming, with a successful edition of feet whom I'm hoping is his father. Their feet pounding on the grass outside make me fall to my knees in defeat. They're running from the wolves coming at us.

Estelle and Lynn screaming and falling to the side. A large werewolf stands next to the girls who cower against the wall. It takes no mind to them or Jane who has fallen to the ground in exhaustion. It stares its dark piercing eyes straight at me. Behind it enters a second wolf that stands in the doorway.

The first one doesn't manage to take any steps before it is shockingly breaking its own bones; or morphing itself? It's fur starts to shed, then other pieces retracting back into its skin. The bald creature continues to move frighteningly, as if something was inside its skin try to escape. I gasp, feeling as if this is the very first paranormal-like event I have witnessed.

The skin suddenly shrinks, and is sucked in to encircle the bones that are no longer massive but instead smaller. I blink in horror, seeing person-like features beginning to develop. He stands, wearing only a thick blanket of fur and wrapping it around himself like it's a towel.

He stares down upon me, "You just killed our leader."

I hear Abe step slowly, taking ahold of the knife I once was using. He braces himself for another fight, while Jane ahead is taking in ragged breaths.

I stand in disbelief. This can't be the end of me, I'm going to be taken away to the Hunters aren't I?

"I was defending myself..." I meet the tall man's gaze, trying my best to ignore his pointy Elyrian-canine teeth. I cover my face, knowing I could not save everyone from the werewolves.

"We are free!"

I look up in shock, as Jane's voice glimmers with hope, "From what?"

"Our bondage to him!" He gestures down towards the dead carcass on the floor, "The alpha is dead. We don't have to be forced to be in this pack anymore!" The man's voice is surprisingly kind and humble. "We are free!" He announces to the werewolf at the door.

My grandfather lets his presence known, "And what's all this for?"

"The alpha controlled the pack with full force. This meant that the only way to become free was to kill him, but none of us were strong enough to free ourselves from his mind control. He was the strongest and clouded our judgment for years. It was tiring," He admits.

Having a civil conversation feels good for a change, but I didn't expect our enemies to look at us in this way.

"We never wanted to be part of some job..." The wolf-man shakes off his anger and laughs, "We can finally go back to Elyria!"

Behind him, the werewolf at the door allows a man to enter. At the sight of the stranger I am paralyzed for no known reason at all. His eyes instantly connect with mine when he steps into the corridor and stops next to the Elyrian wolf-man. Within a millisecond of taking in this young man's face I'm stuck in awe. The man's only about a yard away from me but I feel like he should be closer. I want to know about him.

The many sounds that were once coming into my ears cease to exist and everything around us seems to fade away. A quietness like this is nothing I have ever experienced in my life, it is very comforting to me. The pain in my leg disappears and my body is temporarily healed with this sudden blond stranger looking at me.

With the sound of the wonder's racing heartbeat in front of me, I can almost feel it following alongside mine. It is so similar that I'm almost convinced the beats are purposely falling into sync. His eyes don't leave mine, and I catch their green color before he blinks down at my feet...or is it the huge bloody gash in my leg?

Suddenly a hand on my shoulder snaps me out of it and my head becomes overwhelmed with all of the sound that comes rushing back at me. A throbbing sensation follows in my body, down my leg and possibly to the bone. In the midst of chaos I swear I hear a whisper, 'I've seen you before...in my dreams,'

A familiar voice? Heavenly!

Jane besides me questions, "You okay?" I jump, not realizing how she got to her feet and stood next to me.

Before I can respond the wolf-man kneels to me, "I must repay you."

Finally feeling less threatened I stride forward, still taking in the blond man in front of me.

What could this wolf possibly repay me with?

"Here, take our slave as a token of appreciation." He puts his hand behind the blond man's back and pushes him towards me. Realization hits me hard, reminding me that this is the man who was aiding the other half of our group. "His bondage has no use to us anymore. Our clan isn't part of the Hunters any longer!"

I stare him up and down ever so smoothly, taking in his presence, trying my best not to show any emotion with this outcome. I lean closer and the slave's mouth falls open like he has seen a ghost. My stomach drops at the sight of his shiney, non human-like teeth.

He bows his head then looks back into my eyes with a hesitant toothy smile, showing me two severely pointed fangs; the easiest way to identify a vampire.

I take a step back, "I can not take him."

The wolf-man shudders, "He was about to be owned by the Hunters, but we no longer shall speak to those men."

It's him. There's no way it's not him.

The vampire bows once more, "I am yours, milady."

My mouth falls open; his voice ringing through my ears. A de ja vu experience courses through my body.

It was his voice I heard in my head! This is not what I'd expected at all, do I own a servant- a slave?

"Who am I to you?" The man looks at me intriguingly.

There's not doubt in my mind that he is the vampire I was supposed to meet. The one I'm going to die with.

"My death sentence." I reply.


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