“Thanks man! I appreciate that.”
“Ty? Wait ” Blake stands and walks towards Tyler.
“Here. I wish I could have given you this to you under different circumstances. but, here!”
He hands Tyler a beautiful gold pocket watch with T. S. engraved in the front.
“Wow! This is a really nice watch Blake. Thanks man.” They clash hands giving each other a side hug.
“I just hope I can get out of this one so I can have a chance to give Selene her present. If not, I’m gonna have to ask you to do it for me.”
“Hey! Stop Blake! You’ll get out of this. And you’ll be able to give her her present. Ok?” Tyler narrows his eyebrows, giving Blake a stern press on his shoulder.
“I hope you’re right Ty. I hope you’re right.” Blake clenches his jaw. Pressing his eyes together, he sighs and walks towards the window, running his hands across his face.
“Just Take it easy alright? I’ll see you first thing in the morning.” Ty slowly closes the door leaving
Blake alone in the room.
He gazes out towards the top of the mountain peak where he first saw the white wolf.
The moon is full tonight, giving a better brightness of the mountain top.
Slowly, the same white wolf comes into view.
He gestures Blake nodding his head vowing down to him. “Evening your highness! Please? Our elders wish to speak with you!”
“Who are you? And why are you calling me your highness?” Blake speaks through the mind link. He looks around and slowly makes his way out the room and out the small rugged house.
“Again! Who are you? Why should I follow you, And what do your elders wish to speak with me about?” He slowly walks to him, until he comes close enough to stand a few feet away.
“Blake Landon. We have been expecting you to return and complete the prophecy for over 500 years. The last time you were here, you were just a tad bit shorter. Your hair was darker, and I remember you had many more scars over your body due to the battles you encountered throughout the rogue attacks.”
Blake’s eyes widen and suddenly he’s skeptic about finding out the real truth about himself. Why hadn’t he read about any of this in the archives? Or was this the reason why some pages seemed missing from the numerous files and old archives he encountered.
They walked for what seemed twenty minutes. Passing numerous trees, small streams, and more countless trees.
The wolf stopped at what seemed a wall full of branches and vines. Slowly, the wolf stopped by a small opening, almost like a cave. Blake’s eyes widened in surprise.
“You’re fucking kidding me right? You don’t expect me to go in there! How the hell do I know you’re not going to hurt me?”
The wolf chuckles and strolls slowly inside. “Well! I guess you will just have to find out for yourself now, won’t you your highness?”
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Third Person POV
Selene views through the scope on her rifle. Far away, Damian is seen practicing his maneuvers for battle inside a massive room.
The sun has begun to set, and every vampire that has joined Damian has begun to ready for practice. Dressing in comfortable clothes and gathering weapons.
She scoffs her nose in disgust as she sees him practicing, his idea of practice disgusts her, as he breaks the necks of many opponents. Of course, being vampires, she knows they will awaken in a few hours.
Yet the idea of breaking someone’s neck just for fun is a disgusting sight to her.
“How long are going to have to have to wait here until we can attack Selene? We need to act now! Before Blake begins to make his way here and we have no other choice but to invade them.”
“Shut up James! We can’t just barge in there! They’ll be expecting us! Damian is smarter than you think. Don’t underestimate him.” She grinds her teeth, speaking in a low voice. The waiting period is eating at her anxiously.
Caleb stands, stretching his body, hands high above his head.
“Well, I gotta piss! So while we wait, I’ll be behind those bushes for a few minutes. I’ll be back.”
He makes his way behind the bush, disappearing before their eyes.
James and Selene exchange a glance as they both turn back to view behind their scopes.
A few too long minutes pass before James and Selene become worried.
“Hey Caleb! Everything alright bud?” James stands and makes his way towards the direction Caleb had walked. A moment passes before Selene realizes something is not right.
She turns, and suddenly is met with the back of a gun hitting her head harshly.
Everything goes dark.
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Selene wakes with a throbbing headache. Her vision is blurred by the impact she received earlier to her head and tries to move her hands to ease the tension on her temples. Realization hits her. She has been tied to a bed.
Her hands over her head, cuffed very tightly with chains. She can feel the burn from the silver rims around her wrists.
Frantically, she stirs around. Standing by the door, an old familiar face greets her with enthuse.
“Well, it’s about damn time you woke up. I was beginning to wonder if I hit you too hard? Guess I wasn’t rough enough!”
“You? Where is Ty? Where’s my brother you fucking bitch!? What have you done with him? I swear when I get my damn hands on you-”
“Oh shut up will you? Your stupid brother is dead. He’s been long gone sweetheart!” She raises an eyebrow, realizing Selene has no idea of the sudden attack Blake and his men did a few days back.
Selene’s eyes widen, a massive lump builds in her throat as she falls for Jazmin’s treacherous lie.
“No!” She shakes her head as she leans to one side. Jazmin chuckles, her cold heart refuses to show any mercy.
“Oh yes dear! And I enjoyed every moment making him suffer! You should have seen him? Better yet, you should have heard him! The way he cowardly begged for his life! almost made me feel sorry for
the guy! But nonetheless, my buddy Gavin, Damian’s top snipe by the way! Made sure to savor every second along my side as we tortured him.” She walks slowly towards Selene. An evil glare in her eyes, evident how much she has come to hate Selene.