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The Castle Palace..

"No Papa, I won't marry Ishaka!" Tahira screamed at her father as he just told her the worst news she had heard throughout that day.

With a deep and calm voice, King Cashito asked his daughter, "Who would you have yourself get married to?"

"To someone I love" Tahira said. The palace throne started making rattling sounds, and when it did, it meant only one thing; the king was loosing his temper.

Tahira noticed that look in her father's eyes, she knew he was about to loose it, but, she still stood her ground. That was the only way she could get herself out of the situation.

"Do you realize who Ishaka is?" The King asked again.

"I know, he's the strongest Alpha wolf in the pack. I know he's the greatest warrior we have, I know he has proven himself beyond reasonable doubts that he's worthy but, that isn't the kind of mate I want Papa." Tahira said.

"You must marry Ishaka, and that's final." The King said.

"I will not marry Ishaka, Father!" Tahira screamed and turned to leave her father's presence.


With a deep and reverberating voice, The King Shouted his daughter's name "Taaaaaaaaahhhhhhiiiiiirrrrraaaaa!!"

Tahira turned to notice that her father had shifted form. He had already changed from his human form to a gigantic alpha wolf. The castle walls were dripping with stones like it were about to collapse. He growled so loud that any other werewolf would have trembled in fear. Including the almighty Ishaka, but, Tahira was no ordinary werewolf.

*WARNING* mature content!!

The Were in The Wolf

As the night wore on, Tahira, Ariana, and Sophie found themselves navigating the complexities of the Vampire Kingdom's high society. They had received an invitation to a grand ball, hosted by Lady Ophelia, the wife of Vampire Lord Laurent. The ball was being held at the lavish Vanity Fair, a grand estate on the outskirts of the kingdom. 


Tahira, still disguised as Lady Natalia, had reluctantly agreed to attend the ball, knowing that it would be an opportunity to gather more information about the Vampire Lord's plans. Ariana had accompanied her, dressed in a stunning gown that highlighted her beauty. Sophie, however, had been left behind, as her recognizable features would have blown their cover. 


As they entered the grand ballroom, Tahira and Ariana were immediately swept up in the whirlwind of music, laughter, and conversation. The room was filled with the cream of the Vampire Kingdom's society, all vying for attention and status. 


The Vanity fair