"Violet felt a tear trickle down her face as she woke up, her crimson red eyes surveying her surroundings. She realized she was in a moving car and panic washed over her. "I've been kidnapped," she thought to herself, her heart pounding in her chest. As she sat there, stretched out on the chair, she couldn't help but stare at the bat tattoo on her arm. "At least I'm finally free, but I'm still scared. I've been imprisoned all my life."
Violet tried desperately to open the window, hoping for an escape, but it wouldn't budge. "It's sealed shut," a voice said, interrupting her thoughts. Startled, she looked up to see a man sitting across from her. "I knew you would try to escape, so I took extra measures to make sure you couldn't."
"Why am I trapped here?" Violet asked, her voice trembling with fear. The man smirked and replied, "Well, you will be my bride. As I explained when I knocked you out, you're going to marry me."
Violet's eyes widened in disbelief. "How can I marry a human? And who are you?" she questioned. The man, named Cameron, looked at her with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Who said I am human?" he said, revealing his true nature. "I am a werewolf."
Violet's heart sank. Vampires and werewolves were enemies. She couldn't fathom being with him, let alone marrying him. "Why did you choose me as a bride?" she asked, her voice filled with confusion.
"Because you're beautiful," Cameron replied, his gaze never leaving her. "And, you see, a vampire and a wolf can be mates. We would create hybrids."
Violet's mind raced with conflicting thoughts and emotions. She had always wondered about her true parentage, as her red eyes set her apart from her supposed parents. "Did my parents lie to me?" she wondered aloud.
Cameron leaned closer, a smirk playing on his lips. "It's a mystery that will soon unfold before your eyes, my dear Violet," he said, his voice filled with intrigue.
As they continued their journey, Violet couldn't help but feel a mix of fear and curiosity. She despised being trapped, but a part of her longed for the truth about her origins. She knew she had to tread carefully with Cameron, unsure of his intentions and the consequences of defying him.
Days turned into nights as they finally arrived at Cameron's home, Blackwater Castle. The sight of the black and red castle made Violet's heart skip a beat. She was now in the heart of the wolf pack, surrounded by danger and uncertainty.
Cameron reassured her, promising not to lock her up or harm her without her consent. Violet, sceptical but also intrigued, decided to trust him for now. She knew that her fate was intertwined with his, and she had to navigate this new world with caution.
As they settled into their new surroundings, Violet's hunger grew unbearable. She confessed to Cameron that she needed to drink blood to sustain herself. Reluctantly, she agreed to his proposal of blood bags, though the idea disgusted her.
However, Cameron offered an alternative. He called one of his pack members, Dylan, to bring fresh blood for Violet. She accepted the offer, grateful for a more palatable solution, but still on edge.
As they sat together, Violet couldn't help but tease Cameron, playfully blowing into his ear and watching his struggle to maintain control. Their relationship was complicated, filled with uncertainty and conflicting emotions, but there was an undeniable spark between them.
them.
Cameron's eyes darkened with desire as Violet's playful teasing continued. He couldn't deny the intense attraction he felt towards her, despite the complications that surrounded their union. "You might just be the death of me, Violet," he whispered, his voice laced with a mixture of amusement and longing.
Violet's lips curled into a mischievous smile as she leaned closer to him, her breath tickling his ear. "Oh, darling, where's the fun in that?" she purred, her crimson eyes smouldering with a hunger that matched her words.
Their playful banter was interrupted by a knock on the door, breaking the tension between them. Dylan entered the room, holding a tray with fresh blood. Violet's hunger intensified at the sight, but she forced herself to maintain control.
As she drank from the blood bag, Violet felt a surge of energy coursing through her veins. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. She glanced at Cameron, who was watching her intently, his eyes filled with a mix of concern and fascination.
"Is this what it's like for you, Cameron? The power, the ecstasy?" she asked, her voice filled with curiosity.
Cameron nodded, his gaze never leaving her. "Yes, Violet. The strength and euphoria that comes with embracing your true nature as a vampire or a werewolf is indescribable. It's a part of who we are, and it's something we must learn to control."
Violet pondered his words, her mind swirling with newfound possibilities. She had spent her entire life feeling like an outsider, never truly belonging. But now, with Cameron by her side, she had the chance to not only discover her true parentage but also embrace her vampire nature
Days turned into weeks as Violet and Cameron continued their search for answers. They delved into ancient archives, consulted with elders, and even travelled to distant lands in search of clues. Along the way, their bond deepened, their trust in each other growing stronger.
As they unravelled the mysteries of Violet's past, they discovered a hidden prophecy, one that foretold the union of a vampire and a werewolf hybrid. It spoke of a powerful being who would bring balance to the supernatural world, uniting the warring factions and ushering in a new era of peace.
Violet and Cameron realized that their connection was not only a matter of the heart but also a crucial part of fulfilling the prophecy. They were destined to be together to bring about the change that their worlds desperately needed. violet, I'm not a kind. Many wars will come, and people will die. Are you ready? Yes.
I want to find out the truth of who I really am,okay together we will.