In another place where Damian was. To be precise, in a building that is really big like the British royal palace. The atmosphere is surrounded by fog, even during the day, making it difficult for light to shine into the place. There were many large silver-haired creatures with red spots on their mouths, coming in and out of the castle. They were Damian's subordinates.
Know that the castle area and its surroundings are where Damian and his pack called the Silver Guard live. Apart from wolves, there were also people busy carrying out their activities as usual. People who are actually not real humans, but wolves too.
Entering the building, now the Alpha just sat pensive in the spacious dining room. Alone with some delicious food.
His life is always lonely, making his face that should be bright become gloomy like an antagonist. His expression was always flat, without a smile there. His smile had disappeared since his father died 20 years ago when he was 10 years old, due to a punishment. This changed his soul greatly.
Then his mother? Who knows. About Mother, Damian didn't want to talk about it. He doesn't even know where his mother is now. He only knew that his mother was a human. After giving birth to Daniel, for some reason the woman decided to return to her world without leaving a clear reason. Damian really hated remembering that.
And now, Damian just looked at the blue object he was holding without touching the food since earlier. Taking a deep breath, trying to think about how to find the two people who own the symbol said by the moon goddess.
One hand reaches for a glass containing a drink. He drank a little before observing the reflection of his own face on the glass wall.
"Emerald, violet, blue," he said.
Behind his calm face, his brain was actually still confused about the three colors mentioned by the moon goddess. His hand slowly turned the glass. Staring at his own blue bead, not realizing anything yet.
The mind thinks hard to find what object might have three colors. Aurora? Natural stone? Or maybe flowers? If these objects are indeed clues, how can they indicate that the disease has a symbol?
Oh, no way. Damian had to think again.
Until finally a few moments later. As if he had received a flow of energy that made his brain work very quickly, he immediately stopped moving his hands.
"Wait." Damian brought the glass closer to his face to see the reflection of his handsome eyes again.
"Could it be... this blue?" Eyes suddenly widened.
The only blue he saw was the color of his own eyes. The memory replays the words of the goddess who said that the eyes would guide him. Now logic works by making assumptions. It is possible that the person who has this symbol also has the same eye color as indicated by the goddess. The proof is that he has a symbol on his hand and the color of the bead is blue. Just looking for two more.
Not really sure yet, but it's worth trying first. Rarely does his brain think carefully.
"Damian! I need you on the western border. Lots of damn Rogues here."
His petals then blinked after he got a mindlink from Daniel. He put down the glass and hurried away after his brother.
The man ran out of his residence into the forest, through the fog. Nimbly, he jumped over a large tree trunk that had fallen and rotted. At the same time, his body quickly transformed into a silver-furred wolf whose size was much larger than a normal wolf. This creature is the form of the Alpha who is always revered by his people. Big silver wolf with blue eyes. Only he.
Damian ran quite fast until he reached his younger brother who was being surrounded by several very ugly wild wolves. When one wolf was about to attack Daniel, he rushed at it and bit the wolf's neck.
The fight was very brutal and fierce because Damian was there. Behind his calmness and appearance like a good boy, he is very sadistic when dealing with enemies who bother him.
Actually, there's no need to be surprised. The sadist is not only Damian, but all the wolves, especially the Alphas from other packs. Basically, wolves have a wild nature, they don't like being disturbed, they are not good at making small talk and are very rude. Any intruder who touches their food or territory will definitely not be forgiven. Be careful.
Back to the fight. Damian's claws tore the bodies of all the wolves until they were helpless. Some of the wild wolf's internal organs came out and blood flowed everywhere. Rogues or wild wolves without a pack are very troublesome. They are like pests who want to destroy the comfort of the pack residents.
"HELP!!"
There was only one enemy left, but his focus was disturbed by the girl's scream which was quite loud in his ears. Maybe only he noticed, because Daniel and the others were still busy with their own fights.
Actually, who the voice came from, Damian didn't know. However, his instincts told him to immediately approach the owner of the voice whose whereabouts he had not yet tracked.
"I'll go first. You guys finish off those who are still alive," he said in a mindlink to all his subordinates.
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"Oh my God."
Jeane fell to her knees. Her legs no longer had any power after the vision she saw before her eyes now. Her breath came quickly, cold sweat rolled down her face, her hands tightly gripped the dry leaves nearby. The girl was very panicked by the terrible sight. Blood... her eyes saw blood splattered.
The person who was about to rape her now no longer looked like a human. The limbs were separated from the body, the entrails came out, the head fell off, the brain was splattered and the flesh was torn apart. She witnessed it all herself with her pair of violets, how the two creatures ate the depraved man.
In her heart now she constantly calls out the name of his God. Hope someone helps, whoever it is. She really didn't want to be the dessert of those two terrifying creatures in front of her.
Jeane tried to stand up without disturbing the two of them who were busy eating. But unfortunately, just by moving her feet one of them had already turned towards her with a sharp glint. Jeane felt like she wanted to cry. Fear made her give up hope of life. Ah, is Jeane going to die today?
Meanwhile the animal started to walk towards her. It looks really disgusting with a mouth full of blood mixed with dripping saliva.
"Please, don't eat me. I hope you've had enough of that damn man." Jeane begged.
Of course it doesn't work at all for a hungry wolf. Jeane had to force her condition or choose to surrender if she was not strong enough.
"HELP!" The girl screamed. It didn't matter if anyone was going to help her, what was clear was that she couldn't help but scream. "Somebody, help me!"
No one came and the animal made a move to attack her. Suddenly Jeane closed her eyes tightly.
If this was a dream, Jeane hoped her father would wake her up soon. Come on, wake up Jeane! Yes, she expected someone to scream at her or maybe throw a bucket of water in her face. But it doesn't seem like it will, because what she saw earlier was really real. Both legs feel heavy and difficult to move. It seems that this time she has to choose to surrender.
Oh, God. I want heaven if today you really want to pick me up, she thought, already very desperate.
However, it had been a while since Jeane had closed her eyes tightly, she didn't feel anything tearing them and didn't feel any pain at all. Does death really feel so fast?
Jeane slowly opened her eyelids. The land she sat on was still the same. Behind her, there was still a large towering tree and her hands were still holding dry leaves mixed with soil. No, she wasn't hurt in the slightest. She was still alive, and certainly still intact. No limbs were separated.
A sigh of relief came out, then the girl turned her violet back to the front where the two animals were. However, again the petals widened. It turned out that the two black wolves were already helpless with their bodies covered in blood and slightly torn apart.
What shocked her even more, now she saw another wolf that was bigger but had bright fur.
"I thought the dream was over."
Jeane thought her mumbling was quite quiet, but it turned out the creature could hear it.
"Oh, no. Not again. I still love my life."
Still as scary as the bloody mouth, saliva and fangs sticking out. However, this one has a slightly different appearance. The wolf's eyes were blue and... beautiful.
"You're a good wolf, right? You were the one who killed the bad wolf, right? Please don't eat me," she begged as if the animal would understand.
Again, the sentence just ends up being a useless sentence. Jeane screamed reflexively and closed her eyes tightly when the animal took steps to jump at her.
"Help! I'm beautiful, but my meat doesn't taste good! You won't like it! I have stomach acid, stomach ulcers, insomnia and—" Wait, there's so much silence. Jeane then stopped her excessive babbling.
Am I in heaven? she thought. She should feel pain first, then shortness of breath, weakness and not knowing anymore. If it was like this, it would feel really good to die.
"Are you okay?"
It seemed like Jeane was still in the same place considering that her two hands were still clutching the leaves. But whose voice is that? Slow, low and a little hoarse.
Slowly she opened her eyelids. Afraid, but have to check things out. As soon as it opened, her attention was immediately greeted with the sight of truly captivating ocean blue beads. The violet suddenly expanded and fixated on the bead. Very beautiful.
Apparently the voice belonged to a man from who knows where. Now her face was so close to this mysterious man's face, that Jeane could even hear the man's slightly labored breathing.
Her lips were closed when she was drowned by the blue which was like a vast ocean. Apart from that there is unnatural good looks. This man has thin lips, a sharp nose, a sweet face but still looks masculine. Jeane didn't find any wrinkles or pimples, basically this man was very charming.
Her heart beat fast and her cheeks suddenly felt hot. What is this sensation? Very weird.
And... who is he? Why is it here suddenly?
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