Novel1---- "Don't makeregret this decision, Miss Victoria," he whispered before jumping down from the tree and slipping away to wait for his chance. I sighed, realizing maybe I shouldn't have joked. Everyone knew the terrifying General of my father secretly longed for love. But even Mousse, the undead he liked, rejected him. Said she was "afraid of him." We'd even made rhymes out of their names.
"I can't believe she was an idiot even after death," I huffed, just like every tI thought about that fool. I shook my head, clearing out the erratic thoughts. I had to cup with a plan. I crept toward swarriors patrolling near the camp. Ran through the bushes, fully releasing my aura. So strong, I'm sure my scent spread all around. And it reached the main tent. "INTRUDER! There's an intruder in the woods!" "it's a vampire-catch her!" ---- - The alarm rang immediately, and I made sure to draw a good number of soldiers away. Rousse, despite his size, could blend in with nature itself. With or without his powers, he'd make it through that breach. I ran full speed, without stopping. Sure, I could've escaped... but oops-I "accidentally" reached a dead-end cliff. I turned around with my hands raised, calm, watching a pack of rabid dogs burst from the forest.
Swere in wolf form, others still dressed as warriors. From what I'd learned, only a select few had evolved into true lycans. "Surrender! You've got nowhere to go, you abominable creature!" Roared the one leading them I recognized him as the sblack-haired jerk who tried to whip that poor woman who crossed the Lord's horse. "The only freak here is you," I spat with venom. "Cgetif you've actually got the balls... or do you only beat up helpless females?" "Hah! Looks like there's still sguts left in these bloodsuckers!" he shouted, stepping forward and uncoiling the whip at his waist. "I'm gonna teach you how to bow. You'll be licking my boots today... and maybe something else..." He muttered the last part, but of course, I heard it. \ hissed, baring my fangs, squaring my shoulders, ready to make this bastard cry. «Con, let's play...
and then takestraight to your Lord.» Today, one way or another, I was going to see that cruel man who kept invading my fantasies up close. "Fucking catalready!"
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