Rituals

Several miles away, even farther to the west of Fire Blood pack house, a pale looking person with red eyes and hair reaching to shoulders walked back and forth in a thin walkway frowning.

"Aaargh!"

"Why did he die in vain?"

Clenching his hands and anger written all over his face, arriving outside, he looks towards north from the balcony.

His appearance matched that of a young man around twenty five but arrogance and meticulous face dripped slyness with every movement in his eyes.

He placed his hands over the railing and thought of a person.

It was about Karren in his memories.

'Step! Step!'

A person with a mysterious mask walks toward him.

"Count Drake. Ingredients are ready. We can proceed to the next part of the rituals."

He uncovers his mask and a familiar face is revealed.

Drake, who was standing frustrated and angry, turned towards him and with narrow eyes, he looked at him from his tip to bottom.

"Ha! I can't wait any longer. This ritual should not take this much time."

Person in front of Drake stood quietly and waited for an order.

Looking at him, Drake waved his hands and said, " Jake! Tell Vlad to hurry up the pace."

"As you wish."

Jake took refuge under count Drake and oathed enslavement.

Drake turns the other way and a slick of mysterious smirk raises in Jake's face.

'He he he. Just you wait Frank the betrayer, I will kill you very amusingly soon.'

Drake turned back only to find Jake still standing there smiling like a crazy mind.

He walked slowly and grabbed his neck.

"Oh! So you still didn't get over your past life. Huh?!"

'Shit!'

Jake found himself in a dire situation but cautiously held his calm.

"I… I will go as fast as air. My neck… aack! Please release your highness's hands."

He stuttered and with death in front, he sweated as hell.

With a faster heartbeat and no sense of pride, Jake begged.

'What a loser! Only to defeat your own brother you joined me. Look at you, how pathetic!'

Drake's eyes leaked disgust towards him.

Even though he himself is regarded to betray his own kin but it was not to such an extent. He still had pride inside out of his power.

He loosened his grip and Jake stepped back huffing.

With a tight line imprinted on Jake's neck, he left for Vlad immediately.

#

Way to the temple, never explored but still in education and academy, every werewolf had seen the pictures.

Instead Alene and her children, every other had visited the temple once in their life, one way or another.

Woods and beautiful animals and birds, fallen dry yellow and magenta leaves all over the path, and a sense of responsibility of mother nature to look after all, radiated from every part of the surroundings.

Alene, looking out of the window, contemplates on her life until now. Frank, besides her, never did think his life would be played in such a way.

"It is beautiful, isn't it?" Frank, a little off from his usual aura, turned to Alene.

"Yeah! It is." Her heart, heavy and ocean of thoughts swayed and hit her mind so hard, her words felt dry and worried.

'She is upset. But it is very shocking to me to also find new things hidden from me.' He thought.

Destiny is a very clever player and plays like an expert. We can't say life is always right with our view but it is a predetermined fate, which plays in it's own tune.

Frank, who is sad for being kept in the dark, has no idea what destiny has kept from him still.

I didn't know there was going to be a sudden large turn in my life too. After being a werewolf to hybrid and cursed with seal, it was going to be another greatest groundbreaking secret in the temple, where I was going with my hearts open to be welcomed and blessed.

Douard, who kept his secret until now, revealed last night.

He said he was the one who brought Madam Matilda from hideout and due to him, her death was so tragic.

Yesterday night…

"Where is queen Matilda my king?"

Douard knelt before Nathan and asked with such a knightly way, fading other royals to dim out.

Nathan on the other hand kept quiet about that and just looked back and forth between me and Emma.

I didn't know there was still a mystery left inside me and it was a disastrous one.

To everyone's silence. Emma spoke out and revealed it.

"Douard is actually a hybrid artificially made by us in the past. He acquires his powers from both blood and in full moon night." She said,

"I slipped him into the royal vampire's fort to find out about a forbidden ritual to stay young and strong forever without needing to drink blood or turn into werewolf in full moon night."

She continued and everyone eagerly and quietly listened.

"One day, I found out what I was searching for and Geld helped me with it. But unfortunately Matilda had to join in between our process. She was a vampire so it was easy to acquire vampire venom and we started the process. The child who was born from Matilda is the one who served us before Hugo attacked and killed us during our ritual. Aria, the nasty vampiress, sniffed the air of such a thing and burned and sealed it with blood entanglement ritual on the spot. Her power rivaled to the number even greater than thousands."

Emma took a breath and looked at us. She was hoping we would brace for the rest of the story.

"Douard!" She shouted.

Douard then turned into a being who exuded a large amount of vampiric aura with nasty amount of werewolf smell. It was a living legend but at that same time something surged inside me too.

"Grrr…"

My wolf growled with an annoyed sense and without a call, it came out and stopped Douard from transforming further.

Emma nodded her head and calmed down Douard.

"It's okay Douard."

She pointed towards my back, which I couldn't easily see and said,

"This mark is what Matilda left and…"

No more words were required to understand what was happening.

With their eyes wide open, everyone gasped as they looked at my back in wolf form.