dera_damsel

WARNING WARNING!! 
THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT.
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Orpheus was once a young vampire, born into a family of vampires who turned him into a werewolf through the use of black magic. This transformation created a battle within him as vampires and werewolves because of a deep-seated enmity towards each other. Orpheus struggled with this duality for thousands of years and eventually learned to live with his newfound self. However, this transformation left him ruthless and cold, instilling fear in people who worked for him. Despite his fearsome reputation, there was one exception - Camilla Grande. 

Camilla was a young woman in her twenties who lost her parents in a devastating car accident when she was just eighteen. She had to give up her dreams of pursuing a degree and a career in dancing to start working. However, her lack of a degree made it difficult for her to find a job in a regular office. One day, while wandering the streets, she overheard someone talking about a luxurious mansion on the other side of town that needed a housekeeper. The previous staff who worked there either got fired or left on their own accord, and no one could tell a complete story about the mysteries of that house. 

Camilla was about to dismiss the thought, but when she heard the amount they were offering to pay, she decided to apply. Little did she know that her decision to work at that mansion would change her life forever.

Prophecy: rising of the first hybrid

Camilla gazed at Orpheus, her eyes searching for answers in his troubled expression. "So why can't a human be your mate?" she inquired softly, her voice tinged with curiosity and a hint of longing.

Orpheus hesitated, his gaze momentarily distant as if grappling with a difficult decision. "Because anyone who surrounds me is in danger," he finally replied, his tone heavy with resignation. "You can't protect yourself from the supernatural forces that are against me."

A determined glint sparkled in Camilla's eyes as she leaned in closer, her voice unwavering. "Then teach me how to protect myself," she insisted, her resolve unwavering.

"First, you need to recover before we discuss that," Orpheus responded gently, a hint of concern in his voice. He made a move to leave, but Camilla reached out, her hand grasping his arm, a silent plea in her touch.

Chapter thirty-four: That makes me mad