Jesse_Osayi

In the mystical realm of the Red Siren Pack, an extraordinary alpha named Andor rises to power, bearing the weight of a profound responsibility - protecting the enigmatic Princess Jennifer. Little did he know that the princess possessed an unimaginable gift - her blood had the ability to create werewolf-vampire hybrids, a power coveted by the dark and ancient vampire lord, Marius. A timeless and malevolent being, Marius seeks to harness this power to construct an unstoppable army, capable of obliterating entire civilizations.

As fate would have it, just when Andor is away attending a critical meeting with the venerable werewolf council, chaos descends upon his village. A devastating attack, cloaked in shadows and darkness, leaves nothing but ashes and sorrow in its wake. And to his utter despair, he discovers that not only has Princess Jenniffer been ruthlessly abducted but also his heart's newfound mate, the entrancing and fierce Iris, has been taken,  he unleashes his demon wolf to find her

Her Demon Wolf

Andor scooted over and made room for me to lie down on his legs. I was exhausted and consequently fell asleep. I woke up a few hours later with the smell of drew oozing from Andor's trousers. He was still awake.

"You can still sleep if you want. It has been fairly quiet." Said Andor.

I responded by wiping the drool off my mouth.

"It is almost morning, and the vampires would be stalled till night. They won't risk getting trapped in the sunlight, and you rest some more. You look exhausted."

"Marius and his family can walk in the daylight. They have special rings."

I nodded. "I thought that you knew."

Andor motioned for me to stand up. "In that case, we should keep moving. I only allowed us to rest this long because I was under the impression that they would not move till daylight."

NOTHING HAS CHANGED.