Alan entered the house, still trying to process everything that had happened. He was very tense and needed some time to calm down.
— Hey, brother! — called out to his younger brother, who was sitting on the sofa.
— What happened? You look like you've seen a ghost!
Alan sighed and sat down next to his brother.
— Evan You can't believe what just happened," he said, still trying to process the events.
— Try telling me, then I'll decide if I believe it or not," encouraged his brother.
Alan took a deep breath and began to tell everything: the werewolves, the bald man, the ball that killed the man, the arm that came out of the wolf's mouth...
His younger brother looked at him with wide eyes.
— Is it serious or is the situation in this town getting weirder? — he asked.
Alan shook his head.
— It's not normal for a werewolf to turn up, and today alone there have been eight bodies.
The younger brother thought for a moment.
— And what does your boss think about that? — he asked.
After some thought, Alan replied.
— A psychotic killer or animal attack, McKinley is just an ordinary man, he has no knowledge of anything he can't see in the papers or on the internet
The younger brother looked at him with concern.
— It would be quite dangerous if he got close to the truth
Alan hesitated.
— For anyone it's dangerous, I'll find a way to put the investigation on a more believable track, rather than fanciful creatures that came out of nowhere and spread horror.
The younger brother nodded.
— I understand. But be careful, brother.
Alan smiled.
— I will be.
They were silent for a moment, thinking about the strange events that were happening in that neighborhood.
— And what does your boss think of all this? — asked the older brother, breaking the silence.
Evan looked at him with surprise.
— My boss doesn't care about anything other than the "Impermanent", she didn't even mention it
The older brother smiled
— Maybe she doesn't know?
Evan looked at his brother helplessly.
— I very much doubt it, she's the most powerful creature in this city, I don't think anything escapes her eyes, she must surely have found the subject irrelevant, why would she care about a few ants killing each other?
Alan nodded, confirming his brother's opinion.
— What about the "Impermanent"? Even after all this time there's still no clue who he is?
Evan scratched his head a little embarrassed and replied.
— She's never mentioned it, I don't even dare ask if she didn't already know about the last celestial war and the founding of this city, I'm afraid she'd pass it off as someone who has nothing to do with it, I just don't know any more than you do, that the home of the "Impermanent" is in that neighborhood.
Alan laughed; after all, it was a bit obvious, the name of the place was Rebirth Hills.
It couldn't be more obvious, but who would have the courage to go there? If you didn't have the ability, you wouldn't even survive stepping on the sidewalk there.
I've heard that just being in the presence of the "Impermanent" can make you gain years of life, surely that's attractive to every creature in existence. — sighed Alan
If I could only see him, that would be enough for me," laughed Evan
Certainly a gift," they both agreed.
— Do you have any pizza? — asked Alan with his stomach rumbling
— "Oh no, don't eat pizza again," said Evan, trying to sound convincing. — You know it's not healthy.
Alan looked at his brother in surprise.
— You had pizza before I arrived, didn't you? — asked Alan, with a wry smile.
Evan blushed and looked down.
— Well, yes..., but that's different. I was hungry and didn't have any better options.
Alan laughed.
— And now you want me to eat salad?
Evan tried to keep a serious expression.
— No, it's not that. It's just... well, you know that pizza isn't the best thing for you.
Alan shook his head.
— You're a hypocrite, Evan.
Evan smiled.
— Maybe a little. But seriously, Alan, let's find something better.
Alan sighed.
— Okay, okay. What do you suggest?
Evan thought for a moment.
— There's a sushi restaurant around the corner. We could go there.
Alan agreed.
— Sushi sounds good.
A girl who appeared to be in her early twenties walked through the city streets in the evening light. Her blue eyes shone in the darkness, while her silky, wavy blonde hair fell down to her shoulders. Her delicate, pale face was illuminated by the light of the streetlamps, highlighting her ethereal beauty.
Beauty wore a tight black coat that emphasized her slender, elegant figure, and her long, slender legs were encased in tight jeans. Her feet wore white sneakers that were a little muddy.
As she walked, she looked around for any sign of Lupir. Her eyes scanned the streets, passing people walking hurriedly.
The smell is faint, but I'm sure to find him," she thought with determination.
As soon as she heard what was going to happen to her fiancé, Elina became exasperated.
How could they do that? To attack her fiancé like that, and for such an absurd reason.
She was the sole owner of her destiny and she had chosen Lupir, no matter what, her heart was his and that would never change.
As soon as she found out, in a rage she came to find him personally, not just to ensure his safety, but to slaughter the bastards who had made her so furious. Although she was relieved when she learned that Lupir had managed to escape, her heart couldn't calm down, so as soon as she got the information from the scout who would transmit messages to the clan of the one chasing her fiancé, she killed him and left his body lying near the forest.
She was a determined and dangerous woman, with a heart that beat only for Lupir. Her fury was like a fire that couldn't be put out, and she was willing to do anything to protect the man she loved.
After killing the scout, she moved on, determined to find and destroy those who had dared to attack. Her heart was still racing, but her mind was clear and focused.
She knew that the Darkfang clan was not to be underestimated, but she didn't care. She was willing to face any challenge to protect her beloved.
As she walked, she thought of Lupir and how he had managed to escape. She smiled, feeling a deep sense of pride for him. He was strong and brave, and she knew he could handle anything that came In his path.
But she also knew that she couldn't leave him alone. She needed to be by his side, to protect him and help him face the challenges that lay ahead.
She quickened her pace, anxious to find Lupir and make sure he was safe. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew she would be by his side, forever.
In a hall, several men were arguing heatedly, their faces tense and their eyes burning with fury. They were the leaders of four werewolf clans, each with different interests and objectives.
At the head of the table, the leader of the Silver Claw clan, Lucian, Lupir's father, slammed his fist on the table, his voice echoing through the hall.
— I will not allow you to persecute my son any longer! He has the right to live as he wants and with whom he wants!
Beside him, the leader of the Nightwalkers' clan, Harold, Elina's father, frowned sternly.
— Your son is not the only one in danger. My daughter Elina is also being threatened by those who don't want our clans to unite.
Across the table, the leader of the Bloodmoon clan, Gael, laughed sarcastically.
Laughed sarcastically.
— You bastards, are you so worried about the safety of your children? You think we're blind to your plans.
And in the background, the leader of the Darkfang clan, Viktor, watched the discussion with a calculating gaze.
— Your union would mean what to us? Only destruction, one of the Darkfang clan elders roared
The moods were getting worse and worse, until a red-haired woman entered the hall. Her presence was like a ray of light in a dark room. She was tall, with red hair that fell in waves to her shoulders, and blue-green eyes that sparkled like emeralds. Her tight black dress highlighted her elegant and powerful figure.
As soon as she entered, everyone fell silent. The clan leaders rose from their chairs, showing respect and admiration. The red-haired woman approached the table, her steps firm and confident.
— "Gentlemen," she said, her voice soft and authoritative. — "I think this is an excellent time to discuss a small issue that has arisen.
The four of them looked at each other, surprised by the red-haired woman's intervention.
— Please, Mrs. Lidia, what has happened that we should be graced with your divine presence? — asked Gael, his tone subservient.
The red-haired woman smiled, her eyes shining with an inner power.