Bite of Love
Prison
In the heart of the ancient, moonlit forest, two Omegas hauled a wounded girl who clung desperately to the fading embers of life.
With a forceful 'thud,' the two Omega werewolves callously thrust her into the opulent courtyard of their palace. The atmosphere grew tense as Leila and Erin, two elite beta members of the werewolves pack, locked eyes on the captive girl. Their brows furrowed with a mixture of astonishment and suspicion, for it was a rare occurrence for an outsider to be brought into the sanctuary of their castle.
Leila knelt before the girl. With a merciless grip, she seized a handful of the girl's disheveled hair, compelling her to meet her unwavering gaze.
Leila (beta)
Another slave brought into our castle
Leila hissed, her voice dripping with disdain.
Leila (beta)
I am tired of them. It's hard to train humans
The air hung heavy with the scent of fresh blood, and the two Omega werewolves who had brought the girl to the palace spoke, their heads bowed in submission. The one with striking blue eyes spoke with a tremor in his voice.
omega
Ms Leila, please listen. She is no slave. She is a hunter, and it was she who vanquished our comrades
Leila's expression darkened further, her anger seething beneath the surface. The audacity of this hunter, who had dared to challenge their pack with such unwavering ferocity, took her by surprise.
Leila turned to her friend, Erin, and with a subtle eye movement, they exchanged a meaningful glance. The doubts that swirled within Erin mirrored those in Leila's mind.
Erin (beta)
We will look after her. You all are free to leave now
Those omegas went away from the passageway.
As the two men left, the atmosphere in the palace courtyard became charged with tension. Leila, her gaze never leaving the unconscious girl, couldn't resist a caustic remark.
Leila (beta)
We must wait for her to regain consciousness before presenting her to our prince
Erin's haughty glare pierced through the stillness of the palace courtyard as she disdainfully pushed the girl's body with her foot in their direction.
Erin (beta)
She is so ugly.
The captive had clearly fought relentlessly, and her battered appearance told a story of fierce determination. Her body, despite the ordeal, retained a certain grace, accentuated by the striking black outfit she wore. Yet, it seemed she was destined for slavery, regardless of her appearance.
Erin (beta)
Look at this unfortunate slave
Erin declared sharply. Her words dripped with disdain.
Erin (beta)
I doubt the prince will have any pity for her.
Leila sprang to her feet with fierce determination. Her response was swift and unwavering.
Leila (beta)
She doesn't deserve pity. She took the lives of many of our brothers and sisters. Let's confine her to the darkest corner of our bunker, where rats will be her only companions.
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Prison I
Erin couldn't help but grin in response to Leila's words.
In the depths of the werewolves' bunker, Erin and Leila unceremoniously pushed the girl to the ground, confining her in a dark, filthy place. The sinister atmosphere in the bunker intensified as the girl found herself imprisoned in this forsaken corner of the world.
Erin, her eyes locked onto the captive, made a chilling promise as she leaned closer.
Erin (beta)
I promise you, if she regains her senses, something dreadful will be waiting for her. She has no idea how I plan to make her suffer.
Leila, equally resolute, offered her unwavering support.
Leila (beta)
Don't worry. We'll show her what we're capable of
She declared, her grip firm as she shook Erin's shoulders.
Leila (beta)
We have finally caught the person we were searching for.
With their ominous warnings echoing in the air, Erin and Leila emerged from the basement, leaving the girl behind in her dim, squalid cell.
The heavy door to the basement closed with a resounding thud, sealing the girl, Elisa, within the unforgiving darkness. The moment the door shut, her eyes flew open, as though she had been waiting for this opportunity. In a careful and measured motion, she turned her head, her senses sharpened.
Elisa sat up on the cold, damp ground; the distant sounds of rats scurrying around the cage provided a haunting backdrop to her plight.
With caution, Elisa slowly rose to her feet in the oppressive darkness of the bunker. Her eyes, adjusting to the dim light, scanned her surroundings. It was a grim and nightmarish place, a pit of despair where forgotten victims had been confined. She noticed a skeleton lying next to her. The somber truth dawned on her – nobody who had been locked in here had ever found their way out.
As she assessed her predicament, she gingerly touched her nose, feeling the warm stickiness of her own blood. It was a stark reminder of the brutal confrontation that had led to her capture.
Elisa's fingers moved to a stone, forgotten beside the long-deceased victim. She plucked it from the floor and examined the lock of her cage. With meticulous care, she explored every nook and cranny, attempting to understand the mechanisms that held her captive. But the lock was formidable, and her chances of brute force escape appeared slim.
She let out a long, shuddering sigh, her breath misting in the icy air. The tension in the cell was palpable, etched onto her face. Her thoughts whirled with uncertainty, and the relentless cycle of despair and determination gnawed at her.
Would she find a way to flee from this inescapable hell? Or would the cruel prince who had imprisoned her keep her caged in this dark abyss forever?
As Elisa's gaze settled on the cell door, she knew that her future depended on the choices she would make and the unforeseen challenges that lay ahead.
Adam's appears
In the grandeur of the Castle of Wroclaw, the elite members, distinguished by their authority and power, sat in their designated positions. Leila and Erin, the envoys of their pack, stood with heads bowed, their gaze focused on the ornate floor beneath them. They had come to deliver crucial information to their master, the kingdom's alpha, the ruler of the werewolves.
Leila, resolute and unwavering, turned to face the prince and began to speak.
Leila (beta)
My lord, it is a girl.
Her words hung heavy in the air, and the reaction was immediate. The prince's grip tightened, and his visage contorted with anger. The girl they spoke of had brought immeasurable misery into their lives. She was the source of their suffering, the catalyst behind the loss of their families and countless conflicts. The mere mention of her name was enough to incite a storm of emotions within the elite members.
Remarked Andrew, a member of the elite group and a formidable beta in his own right. His voice held a chuckle, his amusement evident. The revelation had added a layer of intrigue to an already complex situation.
Eve, Andrew's wife and the prince's cousin, couldn't resist a mocking comment.
Eve (beta)
Yes, did any of us ever envision that it would come to this? A mere human girl causing such turmoil for us.
Eve (beta)
It's a shame for us.
Andrew (beta)
Baby, don't talk like this
Andrew said, casting a pitying glance at the prince. In his eyes, that expression reflected his sympathy for the prince's perceived lack of authority.
Andrew (beta)
The prince knows how to take care of things.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly shifted as every pair of eyes turned toward the source of the authoritative voice. All present became acutely aware of two blood-red eyes casting a sidelong, menacing glance at them. The murmurs and hushed conversations gradually dwindled, subdued by the intimidating presence that had just entered the room.
Leila, who had been hesitantly observing the unfolding scene, immediately dropped her gaze to the ground. Fear clenched her throat in a vice grip, rendering her almost breathless.
Leila (beta)
Yes, my prince
Leila couldn't hide the fear that crossed her face as she replied,
Leila (beta)
In our special cage.
A malevolent grin crept onto the prince's lips upon hearing Leila's response. It was clear that her words had played into his plans.
The prince, his sinister grin undisturbed by the impending events, uttered a chilling command,
Adam
Present her tonight to the seraglio. I would like to introduce my special guest to our elite members.
As the words hung heavily in the air, Leila couldn't help but feel a shiver run down her spine.
Leila managed to summon a smile as she replied,
Leila (beta)
Your order is my wish, my majesty.
As Leila walked away, the prince said,
Adam
Get out of here, everyone!
However, the prince's arrogance and lack of respect for authority figures had not gone unnoticed. Those gathered, the elite members of the court, exchanged glances brimming with dissatisfaction. They were all too aware of the prince's brazen demeanor and his penchant for acting without restraint.
Andrew attempted to intervene and temper the prince's actions. He began,
Andrew (beta)
Prince, stay calm. As we all know, she is only a simple person, and she—
Before Andrew could complete his sentence, an unexpected and astonishing occurrence interrupted him. With incredible speed and precision, a wooden table was hurled towards him. The prince's reaction was swift and brutal, as the table was about to struck Andrew.
As the splintered remains of the table lay scattered in front of him, Andrew's wide eyes reflected the shock and disbelief of those around him. It was a close call, one that could have resulted in serious injury had he not reacted swiftly.
The room fell into stunned silence. Andrew had dared to offer words of caution to the prince who tolerated no dissent, and he had now suffered the consequences.
Andrew clenched his teeth, but as soon as he felt his wife touch his shoulder, he loosened.
Eve (beta)
My Lord, I apologize for the inconvenience
She said, looking at the prince.
The couple left the room, leaving behind an atmosphere of lingering fear and unease.
The prince was alone in a calm, dark chamber. He appeared to be deep in thought, his crimson eyes fixed on a point in the distance.
As the heavy door swung open, a sliver of light pierced the chamber's darkness, illuminating the prince's intense gaze. He straightened his posture and prepared to receive the visitor.
Levi
Your Highness, we have news from the northern region
Said Levi, the prince's trusted advisor and right hand in matters of war. He approached the prince with a deep bow, a symbol of respect and loyalty.
With a grace that belied his authority, the prince crossed his knees, displaying an air of calm and regal composure. He inquired with a measured tone,
Levi bowed respectfully, he delivered the message with utmost care.
Levi
Your Highness, Princess Anastasia wishes to meet you. She extends an invitation to her upcoming party.
The prince's eyes, deep crimson pools of contemplation, narrowed slightly. He was known for his intelligence and perceptiveness, and it didn't take him long to deduce that Princess Anastasia's invitation held a purpose beyond mere social interaction.
Princess Anastasia, the heir to the regional vampire realm of Helsinki, carried with her a certain weight and significance. The vampires controlled the northern region, which had become a source of concern and unrest, especially due to the recent activities of hunters. The prince, deeply troubled by the ongoing situation, was keenly aware of the delicate balance in their realm.
Adam
Levi, if she is genuinely keen to see me at her palace, I would love to join there
Levi turned to look at the prince, but he was already next to him. It seemed the prince was really in an angry mood, and Levi could tell by seeing the prince’s red eyes. When the prince passed by Levi’s side, he sensed terrible vibes. Levi wondered to himself what had so enraged the prince.
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