Chapter 115: Where could Hazel be?
While Alpha Trnald and Theo continued their journey with the remaining wolf pack, Alpha Cyril hesitated. He had completely lost contact with Hazel, and he pondered where to search for her.
“Alpha, everything will be alright,” Elmer sensed Cyril’s emotions, sharing the same concern for Hazel.
Things wouldn’t go back to how they were before Hazel awakened. Everyone naturally harbored doubts about her.
“We need to confirm a location where we might find Hazel’s traces,” Cyril, trusting his members, regained his composure and rationality.
“There might be a place in the Northern Continent with powerful vampires, as Sheila mentioned,” Elmer replied, suddenly gaining confidence about Hazel’s whereabouts.
“Where?” Cyril’s eyes sparkled with surprise.
“In a district of Darkmoon City.”
Though Sheila, loyal to Alpha Tania, held the Beta position, she still loved her partner, Elmer. Two people in love always had endless topics to discuss. Sheila had thought of revealing everything to Elmer, but it was only after the badge incident that she reluctantly explained some dealings between The Dust and Frost Pack, The Tallinn Pack, and the Vampire King.
At that time, The Tallinn Pack, with its strong influence in the northern forests, was formidable, being the sons of the forest. Generally, vampires wouldn’t come near their forest, as their strength in the woods couldn’t be compared to any member of The Tallinn Pack.
But everything changed.
After the original Alpha Rex of The Dust and Frost Pack was overthrown, Putnam formed a romantic relationship with her Alpha, weakening The Tallinn Pack’s power in the forest. Putnam, rather than staying in such a primitive place, preferred relocating all members to the town where The Dust and Frost Pack resided.
The members of The Tallinn Pack were dissatisfied with this decision. They knew that towns were more likely to attract vampires, and they were keen on hunting humans in town.
However, they couldn’t defy the Alpha’s decision, and ultimately, The Tallinn Pack moved to the town.
The town was close to Darkmoon City, so they often saw vampires. But Sheila never expected that her Alpha would collaborate with vampires.
It was a dark, rainy day. Werewolves didn’t like getting wet, and rainy days were preferred indoors. However, Alpha Tania demanded that Sheila accompany her to Darkmoon City on this day.
They shifted into their wolf forms, arrived at the outskirts of Darkmoon City, and then put on clothes. Sheila didn’t understand what her Alpha was thinking, but she had to obey everything she commanded.
They walked in the rain to an alley. The alley was dark and damp, with three buildings, one of which seemed to be a low wooden basement with ancient walls.
Alpha Tania knocked on the door, and Sheila followed her into the basement. Sheila couldn’t comprehend what might be in the basement, and as they reached the middle of the basement, they saw a large coffin.
A coffin meant something, and Sheila understood.
“You’ve come?” The man inside the coffin asked indifferently. His eyes opened, sitting up halfway in the coffin. His hands were still tightly crossed over his chest, resembling a bat hanging upside down from a tree.
“Yes, I’ve come, Claud,” Tania respectfully greeted the man in the coffin. She was surprised by this eerie scene. A vampire and a werewolf were exchanging greetings, and her emotions were complex, but she couldn’t defy her Alpha.
Sheila could only silently follow behind Tania, praying for all of this to end soon, and that they could safely leave this eerie place.
“I heard you found her?” Claud asked excitedly.
“Not exactly. She shows no changes; it seems she’s unaware of her identity,” Tania reported, her expression impatient, clearly not interested in anything about Hazel.
Sheila confided in Elmer about all this just to seek forgiveness from her lover.
“That’s normal. If her powers awakened, every vampire would know. It’s the peculiarity of purebloods. But being a Hybrid, I can’t guarantee the same for her,” Claud explained.
“So, you’ve seen Hawthorne’s awakening?” Tania seemed more interested in Hawthorne than Hazel, given that she rarely saw such a handsome and powerful vampire, and Hawthorne was the first.
“Shut up, be careful with your words here, little she-wolf,” Claud was displeased, waving his hand to signal her to stop talking.
But her Alpha’s temperament was obstinate. While she didn’t particularly like vampires, she disliked being interrupted even more.
“Tell me to shut up again, and you won’t be qualified to do so.”
“As the right hand of the king, how can you be so far from Hawthorne?” Tania said fiercely.
But hearing her conclusion, Claud suddenly flew into a rage. He grabbed Tania’s neck with one hand, lifting her Alpha high and then violently threw her to the ground. She clutched her throat, coughing violently, her face turning red.
Elmer, upon hearing all this, knew that The Dust and Frost Pack and The Tallinn Pack had betrayed the werewolves. But Elmer chose to forgive his partner; he knew that she did what she had to do.
“Claud is probably Hawthorne’s contender for the throne. If he dislikes Hawthorne so much, it’s likely he’s also looking for Hazel,” Elmer deduced.
“Another vampire as powerful as Hawthorne.” Cyril fell into contemplation.
“Are you saying we still can’t avoid Darkmoon City and might even have to enter it?”
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At that moment, Hazel in Darkmoon City was on the vast wilderness outside the city. She had leveled the dense forest into flat ground, and the sand was flying.
Compared to the desolation and darkness of the barren land, Hazel’s heart had relaxed somewhat. She could almost control her vampire blood, which had once clouded her eyes with the desire for bloodshed and filled her heart with coldness.
Now, Hazel lay quietly asleep in the coffin, as if isolated from the world.
At the same time, Cyril led Elmer, Parrish, Rankin, and Viola running towards Darkmoon City.
The snow-covered winter day finally descended slowly upon this land. It was another winter in Darkmoon City. In the days to come, no one would know that the plot would develop so rapidly, so fast that everyone wouldn’t have time to react.
As the shadow from the north spread, vampires who had been clamoring to overturn the world were astonished to find that their queen, a Hybrid, had silently begun to push them. No one could escape.
Yes, the dreadfully cold winter days had come to Darkmoon City. Perhaps, it would be a period of dark and endless days.