“I?” Antoine asked. “I want nothing. I did want power, a long time ago. Then, my master made me realise that my only purpose in life is to serve him and him alone. Now, I want nothing. I do as my master orders.”
“You said you have been misleading my wolf,” Bellatrix asked. “What the fuck does that even mean?”
“We needed a wolf,” Antoine said, grinning viciously. “It was difficult, because wolves travel in packs. They trust no one but each other. But then, my master told me about you. A lone wolf, traveling the world. Trusting humans. It was easy. My master told me a dark spell to mislead your inner wolf. The spell confused it, making it think that I am who you want to be with. All I had to do was get you to trust me. Then, I could take you easily.”
Bellatrix remembered how her wolf had felt around him. The way it had woken up and howled in her. She had taken it as a sign that he was the one for her, but it had all been a spell. “What do you want from me?” She snarled.
“You will find out, my love,” Antoine said. “You will find out, and you will know soon enough. And soon enough, my knife will set you free.”
“What are you?” Bellatrix asked, as more and more of the potion wore off and Antoine’s appearance changed.
Antoine grinned, and then threw off the long robe he was wearing. Bellatrix gasped, as he saw his long-elongated body covered in fur. He stood on two legs, just like a Teil wolf. Yet, he wasn’t a Teil wolf.
His face was pale, and as he laughed, his fangs shone in the light. Bellatrix gasped. She had never seen fangs like those on a wolf before.
“Don’t you realise, my dear?” Antoine asked, his voice demonic. “I am a werewolf.”
“What kind of a sick, twisted, fucked up thing are you?” Bellatrix asked, her body filling with a sea of fear.
“I told you, I am a werewolf,” Antoine said, laughing. “And… I am a vampire.”
Chapter 15
Eric
It had taken him almost three days to make it to the small town across the forest. He was thoroughly exhausted; he had been traveling non-stop. He was trying to convince the town people to sell him a boat so he could cross a river, when he was suddenly summoned by the town’s mayor.
“I heard that you wish to cross the river and head towards the forest,” Mayor Bradford said to him.
“Yes. I have some work there,” Eric said. He hadn’t expected that his request would receive so much attention.
“Leave,” the mayor said. “It is far too dangerous for you. Believe me, you do not want to go there.”
“You don’t understand. This is urgent,” Eric said. “Trust me when I say it’s a matter of life and death.”
“Very well,” the mayor said. “We will sell you a boat, but beware, you might not come back alive.”
It was another hour before he could finally make his way towards the forest. He had some experience rowing with his father, but it was still rather difficult for him. He finally managed to reach the other side of the bank and stepped out of the boat.
He stood outside the dark, earie-looking forest. He swallowed nervously, as he realised that he was about to come face to face with Bellatrix’s brother. He entered the forest, walking slowly. The forest was so dense, that sunlight barely penetrated through the leaves. He walked in deeper and deeper into the forest; he could hear the sounds of the birds chirping. He could see occasional animals that would appear before running away.
He had no idea where he was going or what he was going to do. There were no mobile towers around, which meant that he couldn’t use his phone. The forest was vast and seemed never ending. How was he going to find her pack here? He had brought along a few food supplies, but he knew his chances of survival were low. He could spend days here, without ever finding her pack.
“What do you want?” a voice said behind him, and he quickly turned around. A man stood there, with his arms crossed across his chest. “The town told me that you have urgent work here. What work can you have?”
“I am looking for Dominque,” Eric said, realising that he was no match for the strong man standing in front of him. If the man chose to kill him, there was little he could do to stop it.
“Speak,” said the man.
“Bellatrix sent me. She gave me the co-ordinates. She asked me to find her brother and tell her that she is in danger. That-.” Even as Eric spoke, he could see the expression on the man’s face changing. Where he was calm one minute ago, his face now bore an expression of pure fury.
“What?” He snarled. He moved so quickly that Eric could barely see it. One minute the man was standing in front of him, the next minute he had his hands wrapped around Eric’s throat. Eric gasped, choking as the man’s hand tightened around his neck.
“What did you do to my sister?” the man asked, growling at him.
“Not me,” Eric said, choking. “Another man.”
“Speak,” Dominique ordered, slightly loosening his grip.
