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

Iris and I ended up taking a stroll outside; our hands were locked together as we swung our arms around Albion.

"Nowhere," I replied. "We are just admiring our little kingdom. This moment would be more meaningful when I expand the kingdom."

Iris laughed and crashed herself into my arms. I held her and planted a kiss on her cheeks.

"I would be undertaking my journey to see Bjorn and then Floki in the next two days," I said.

Her countenance changed. "Time apart again?" She asked. I feel like all the time we have been together; we have been apart. Iris wiggled herself out of my grip and folded her hands across her chest.

"I hate this. I understand that you are the alpha and your responsibility is to do all these things, but what about me?" She asked.

BAD OMEN.