We both pant badly, and as my heartbeat slowed down, I noticed Stefan was staring at me, his fangs were still elongated, yet I found it lovely, I move my hand to touch them, they were different from that of a wolf, his canines are longer than that of a wolf.
He leaned in and gave me a passionate kiss, that kiss was different and sweeter than the former, he pulled from me, and I saw his appearance, they are different, I know he is looking all strange, but then I remembered, he was not supposed to unite with me without claiming me, oh no, I am waking his beast, his eyes turned black.
I stared at them, and although I saw uneasiness in his eyes, I can't say I was scared of what his eyes are doing to me.
He whispered it's time. I was wondering, time for what? And then I felt his fangs sinking slowly but steadily into the base of my throat, that pain was something I couldn't explain, almost at the same time, he lick off the blood, and there comes to pleasure, warm, and above all, I felt more connected to him.
I watch him, lick off the blood from his canines but more was still coming, what was going on, he fall off the bed, and I hurry down to him. Stefan, what is it?
I have no idea! He said in pain.
No, he can't be, we did it, and we succeeded in having carnal knowledge of each other why... I grabbed his face. Look at me. I screamed, slowly he move his eyes then our eyes connect, he was dying, no not him but his wolf, how am I going to save him?
Wait, I will get help, your wolf is dying. I stand to leave but he grabbed my hand.
Help us!!! That voice was like the look on that woman's face, that look she had given me before she passed away, I rushed back to him, grabbed his face, staring into his eyes, they are different, they are all white. All of a sudden, I saw a boy, he is young with that same woman.
Mother!!! He called, the woman's tears dropping on him. Mother, please tell me, who am I? I heard everyone saying that I am not just a wolf, if I am not just a wolf, who am I? A hybrid? A wolf and vampire?
I can't tell.
Why is it?
I am sorry son but it's better that you don't know who you are, you should remain a wolf, you will be fine, without the other part of you.
I don't think so.
You have to listen to your mother, you are nothing but a wolf.
Come on Mother, you know that is not true, some times my fangs are longer and I have fangs even in my human form.
Stop asking it's irritating.
Fine, if you and Father don't want to tell me, I will get my answer, I look for it, in every corner of the Pack, I am sure the moon goddess, can help me.
You will never get it, and you will never have the spell broken, trying to break it, is searching for the death of your wolf and you know what happens to everyone whose wolves are dead.
No, I don't want Savage to die.
That shouldn't be all your worries, you should say, you don't want to die.
What should I do?
Never fall in love, love is painful and it will only bring doom to you, just like your mother, love will only bring you to your grave.
Fine, I will never ask, I will never fall in love, just erase it, erased every thought about wanting to know who I am, leave no trace.
The boy was running and those wolves were chasing him, he is a bit grown, he was running when the wolves get hold of him.
What do you want?
To do what we did to your mother.
Where is my mother? He asked those hungry-looking wolves.
She is dead, she die in my hand, paws, fangs, and claws had sunk into her, just as it's going to sink into you. His eyes turned red, his claws elongated and sharp, sharper than a blade, his look was terrifying, he bounce on those men who had killed his mother as they said, he spared no one, those nails of his, their blood bathed him, he felt so unclean and a monster, his eyes turned red, as he watches those wolves on the floor lifeless, he had slain them with his very own paws, now his wolf came out but he was disgusted with the fact that he had slain other wolves, the law of the pack. Do not slay innocent wolf?
They are not innocent. He yelled at his wolf. They killed my mother. He seethes.
He was pulled to the Royal court, to pass judgment on him, yet a wolf from an alpha lineage is a pure-blooded wolf, and will never be killed.
He is royalty, he can't be killed. One of the men shouted.
But he is not one of us, he is evil and who the heck is his mother, I am sure she is a monster, not a witch or a magician as they claim. One of the men shouted.
You should tell us, only he could tell us.
He is going to lie, let the prophetess tell us. Another shout, and in no time the prophetess appear before the assembly, she cast her spell and does some incarnation, and he looks at the boy.
He is a wolf. Everyone screamed, the boy look at them confused, what were they expecting him to be?
But this is the law, whoever slays his brothers, can never be an alpha, from this day on...
I will go with my grandson, after all, I was the culprit, I was the one that hatch that coup, I was the one he was protecting. The young boy look at his grandmother, that wasn't true, she had lied, he has slain those men because they told him, he killed his mother, and he had to avenge the death of his mother.
He had wandered in the wood with his grandmother for days, without water or food, for these days, he had wished for death, death because he is a beast, that his wolf family doesn't want around them, his father had turned his back on him. His brother had laughed at him and made a mockery of him.
As if hunger wasn't enough, his grandmother had to fall sick, just after being captured by another pack, he went to ask for food and drugs for the alpha of that pack that had captured them, but the alpha refused to help, saying that, his omegas are to work not eat his food.
Running away from that pack to another, thinking of how to get drugs, he met a certain man, asking him to kill the alpha of another pack in exchange for drugs for his grandmother.
He had fought tirelessly, even to the last drop of the blood of the boy, with his paws, Fangs, and claws strength, he had slain thousand of his enemies, he was Victorious but at the point of death, he lay lifeless on the floor.
Is he dying? The man asked
Only a woman's blood could save you.