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“My Lord, are we truly going to help them?” Antonio asked, his hardened face held a mask of confusion.
The rest of us stilled, waiting for our King’s reaction or command.
“We will aid in ridding the world of the putrid Alpha.” Our King nodded, his fingertips grazing across his skin as he was lost in thought. “But we will never allow another to take over.”
“What would you have us do?” Antonio had spoken up again.
Antonio was one of the newer recruits into the inner circle; he was bold with his words, and his questions.
Our King paused, something dark flickering across his eyes. “Instill fear in them, while we gather men. I want them blind and afraid before we strike.”
The King turned to Antonio, and I watched calmly at what unfolded next.
“Cripple their senses.” The King spoke softly. Faster than Antonio could register, the King’s sharpened nail grazed both of his eyes.
A scream filled the silent room; Antonio’s scream. Thick blood sprayed the ground our King walked on, but he continued speaking. A weeping vertical line across Antonio’s face sprouted, his eyes nearly split in two. His wails filled the room, yet none of us reacted.
“Leave them a paranoid mess.” The King continued speaking softly, “And when they least expect it.”
The King approached Antonio’s cowering form. Antonio’s hands were over his bleeding eyes, and the
King forced him to his feet.
“End them.” The King spoke with finality, swiping his lengthened nail across Antonio’s throat.
The scent of coppery blood filled the room, thick and heavy in the air. A gurgle left Antonio’s mouth before his body collapsed to the floor with a heavy thud. The man was too bold; too inexperienced in dealing with the King. It was a miracle his d***h had not come sooner.
“Am I understood?” The King turned to the rest of us.
None of us said a word; we didn’t need to. The King knew we understood, knew we would follow his commands without hesitation.
“Cloak your scent.” The King murmured, “They mustn’t know of us yet. I want them in the dark about the very force that threatens to eradicate them.”
A month of stakeouts, break-in’s and spying before a wild card was thrown into the mix.
A wildcard named Daisy.
We had been keeping close tabs on Alpha Nolan Desmond’s pack for a month now, learning their routine and their way of life.
I took one glance at Alpha Nolan Desmond and knew he was a force to be reckoned with. The King asked my opinion, something he did only when he wanted to know my input on the odds. I told him the truth, that Alpha Nolan Desmond would not fall easily.
Rumors were buzzing around the territory we observed, rumors surrounding a girl. The girl had strong ties with Scott Vail, leaving after he discovered his mate. Things had been shaken up by her arrival.
‘A new player.’ My thoughts churned with interest, my gut telling me she was no pawn.
My curiosity was staggering, an emotion I hadn’t felt in years. I had no self-control at the time, peering down at her through her window. It was when I first set eyes on her, that I noticed something strange.
Her scent; it wasdifferent.
Only a seasoned hunter could notice such a minuscule difference. Whatever was unique about her, it was buried deep. Suppressed through out the years, waiting to be unleashed.
I pulled my phone out, snapping a picture of her sleeping figure. Her face serene and peaceful, dark lashes framing her large eyes.
I learned all I could of the girl, of the family she lived and ate with. When I was satisfied with my findings, I approached the King.
I kept my tone polite, yet strong. Our King hated weakness, snuffed the signs out before they could grow. He listened to my council, heeding my words about the girl. The King was exceptionally skilled at keeping his inner thoughts from his face, but no wall was ever perfect.
The King was someone I had difficulty reading; someone whose emotions I tried to ignore.
I showed the King the picture I had taken of the girl. Curiosity flashed across the King’s eyes; then recognition.
“I want her under close watch.” The King ordered, bringing in additional men.
“Leave her notes.” The King ordered me personally, “I want her aware of our presence, but reveal nothing.”
“Yes, my Lord.” I nodded, and left the room.
I had yet to discover the importance of the young girlbut my curiosity would not allow me to stop. I needed a clear view of the situation, knowledge of all the players and components in this large game.
The first k**l had been planned out extensivelytheir patrol team’s monitored closely. The victim was a girl named Katie, I believe. All that stood out about the victim was her flaming locks.
Tearing her throat had been easy enoughI wiped the blood from my hands, speeding into the darkness as two wolves came into view.
I noticed Daisy immediately, the feeling I had buried within me came to life at the sight of her dark wolf.
She looked at me, her bright eyes burning into the darkness at where I stood. It was clear she saw nothing, but her eyes were right where they needed to be.
The breeze shiftedand even in her wolf form, I caught the scent. The wild card; the key player had a secret even she was not aware of.
Daisy was a half-breed.
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Daisy had become a key player in this game of ours, a game that ended in life and d***h. What was even more entertaining, she was clueless about her true nature.
An anomaly; Half-werewolf, Half-vampire. Something such as her simply didn’t exist in our world. You were one of three: Human, Werewolf, Vampire.
There were plenty of Werewolves and Vampires mixed with Humans, but Human’s were a grey area.
Werewolves had their mates, Vampire’s chose their own. Werewolves never mated with Vampires, it simply wasn’t fate.
Something had changed, gone wrong in the making of this wild-card. I was bloodthirsty, determined to find every facet of the truth. I started with Daisy’s parents, digging up every lead I could.
All known records stated both parents as Werewolves. An interesting piece of evidence gave me insight to Daisy’s parents. I had proof her Mother had given birth to her. It was quite easy to deduce from there. Her mother was unfaithful, coupling with a Vampire behind her husbands back. Thus produced,
Daisy.
It was a simple hunch that forced me to dig for the identity of Daisy’s father. It was nearing impossible, as there were no records.
She had upped the odds in Alpha Nolan Desmond’s favor, shifting the game. Daisy was a factor I hadn’t anticipated, but I feverishly enjoyed. A wild-card, someone able to play for either team.
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