Gravefur pack VS Vanara pack

"Ouch!"

"What happened?" Esen asked Emily as she turned her head to look at her.

"I don't know, suddenly stomach pain started," she said while holding her stomach.

Esen, who had been walking a little ahead lost in her thoughts, rushed over to her and said, "We are at the hospital now. Let's get you checked by a doctor. What did you eat for breakfast?"

"Nothing. I drank coffee on an empty stomach that Altan brought for you. Maybe that's why," said Emily, sitting down in pain.

"Are you not getting hunger pangs?" she asked Emily, worriedly.

"Earlier, I also thought that it was hunger pangs, but the pain has started to increase and spread around my body, almost like an electrical current running through me," she said in pain.

"Okay come on, try to walk a little bit," Esen tried to lift her up with support.

"No, no, I'm not going to the doctor. I think I'll be fine if I use the washroom," Emily said, refusing.

"Are you sure?" Esen asked, worriedly.

"Hmm!" She nodded yes, closing her eyes tight due to the pain.

"Ok, you go to the washroom. I will wait for you in that waiting area." She left her by the door of the restroom.

Seeing Esen leave, Emily turned to a corridor instead of the restroom and started walking briskly in search of someone whom she had seen entering the hospital a while ago. She was frantically looking around for him when suddenly someone grabbed her arm and pulled her aside.

"Oh my god! You scared me," she said, putting her hand on her chest and trying to calm down. "Why are you here?"

"You were afraid of such a little thing? That too being my girlfriend?" he gently held her face and lightly tried to touch her lips.

Emily didn't expect this move from him at all. She tried to talk while stealing glances. "You didn't tell me, why did you come here?" she kept trying to say with her eyes only, but she was too afraid that he would see through it. He kept his hand on her cheek for a while more before he finally let go of her face.

"To meet you," he said, brushing her hair back from her green eyes.

"Me? But how do you know I'm here?" She said, looking into his pitch-black eyes in surprise.

"First, you tell me why you are here?" He asked.

"A case...."

"Emily, Emily...."

At the sound of Esen, she saw the closed door of the room and started running towards it. When he held her hand and put a loving look on her face, he asked, "When will you meet the little bird again?"

Her heart sank at that question; she hated to be reminded when they said goodbye to each other, "We will meet soon," she smiled, "I promise, love."

"Promises don't always mean anything, Emily," he sighed as she turned away from him. "Please tell me that this time you really will." She nodded, "I promise..."

"Emily, are you okay?" she again heard Esen's voice.

She looked again at the closed door and turned her face towards him, "I promise we will meet again very soon. But right now, I am on duty. And I have come to meet you on the pretext of stomach pain."

"Okay," he walked into the next room after kissing her temple and said, "you are my treasure." As he left, the door closed behind him.

"Emm..."

Suddenly, the sound of a fire alarm started to be heard on the floors of the hospital. She was a little surprised to see Emily coming from the other side, but because of the alarm, she did not pay much attention and started instructing her, "This fire alarm is causing sudden chaos here. You guide people from this side to the outside. I'll go from that side."

"God knows where the fire started," she thought in her mind as she ran to the other side. She started rushing people down the elevator and stairs. Due to the fire alarm, the whole floor suddenly moved. The patients who were already fighting for life and death also started trying to save themselves on this sound.

In the rush of people, she saw Altan leaving the same lab where she and Emily had gone a while ago to find out the autopsy report. She wondered, "what is he doing here? And when did he come to the hospital?" She stood there in shock, watching him run away. It was hard to tell whether he was running away from the fire or after some criminals. She wanted to go to him by sidestepping the crowd, but he suddenly disappeared from her sight.

"Doctor, what happened? What was Altan doing here?" she asked as she went to the same lab from where she saw Altan coming out. The condition of the lab was very strange. After entering, she asked Dr. Smith, but seeing his condition, she became silent.

"Who is Altan?" the doctor groaned.

"The one who just walked out—the police officer," replied Esen.

"That police officer has done everything. He took a sample of the virus with him."

"Virus sample?" she exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, virus sample. Maybe he just came for proof," Dr. Smith said. Esen found it hard to believe the words she had just heard.

"Erasure of evidence? That too Altan? Why would he do that?" Esen wondered.

"But why would a doctor lie in this situation?" she asked herself.

"Maybe he was delusional," she tried to convince herself.

"Listen!" Dr. Smith interrupted Esen's thoughts, calling out from behind her. "Can you make an announcement?"

"Which announcement?" Esen asked in a low voice.

"There was no fire, it's just a chemical explosion that triggered a false fire alarm," replied Dr. Smith.

"Chemical explosion?" Esen's eyes fell on the burn mark on the doctor's hand, which must have been caused by chemicals. "But why did he use the chemical? I mean, when was the evidence found, what was the use of the chemical?" she asked, looking at the burnt hand of the doctor.

"He wanted to burn the body with chemicals, but due to the scuffle, the chemicals exploded and the alarm went off."

"Has he even tampered with a dead body?" she gasped, looking at the corpse lying on the stretcher, now more than half-burnt. After seeing all this, her mind went completely numb, and she lost her ability to comprehend or hear anything. Later, she couldn't remember what the doctor had said; she just shook her head in agreement, still in shock.

This was the man she loved with all her heart until the night before. She couldn't get over the thought of how she had felt when he was closest to her, with whom she had imagined her new world. Now it was becoming very difficult for her to believe that this man had shattered all her dreams in an instant.

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"Is this all? I thought you would cross this Nagosia forest," Alpha Atlan asked in a sarcastic tone.

"I would have crossed it, but I thought I would remind you of something," he said, looking into his eyes. "After all, many of our memories are attached to this forest, Alpha Altan."

"You jerk, hand me that bottle," Alpha Altan growled.

"What? This." He raised his hand in the air and looked at the sample bottle. "Is Alpha Altan of Gravefur Pack behind me for this LITTLE THING?" he said, emphasizing each word.

Alpha Altan let out a loud laugh, the sound of which was heard throughout the Nagosia forest.

"Lowell, I am confused about how to label your immature behavior. Is it animosity towards humans or envy towards Gravefur Pack, given that you are the Alpha of Vanara Pack but still have to work under us?" Alpha Altan said with a smile.

"You worthless disgusting man. Vanara Pack will never work under Gravefur Pack," he growled and punched Alpha Altan in the diaphragm between chest and stomach which hurts causing a lung spasm and making it hard for him to breathe. He coughed up blood as he was punched with such force.

Alpha Lowell was so angry after listening to Alpha Altan's words.

Alpha Altan tried to catch his breath while keeping his hand on his chest. He spat out more blood and wiped at the corner of his lips. He smiled at him as he got back onto his feet and said, "It was good."

Seeing him talking like this, Alpha Lowell tried to throw another punch, but Alpha Altan stopped his hand in the air and punched him hard on his nose, causing his eyes to water. "You think you can beat me, eh?" he said with a smug expression as he held Alpha Lowell by his collar, pressing him against the tree and making him look at the ground.

Alpha Lowell winced and dropped his fist. He could feel the pain of the wound spreading throughout his face. "Just fight me, you big baby," he said while spitting on the ground.

With a howl, his muscular body transforms into a werewolf. His eyes glow dark purple, filled with anger and hatred, and bluish-black fur covers his entire body. Looking at Alpha Altan, Alpha Lowell also transforms into his werewolf form in anger. In the darkness of the night, his eyes begin to glow dark red, and his whole body is covered with berry red fur.

In the silence of the woods, only their howls and roars rang out. A cold wind swept across the clearing where both alphas stood in an attempt to fight. Both of them were attacking each other with full force, their paws landing on blood which was splattered against their fur, but neither cared about it. As their bodies twisted and turned in the air like snakes before they collided, both were knocked back on the ground by the impact.

Alpha Lowell landed first, laying on his side and spitting blood out. Alpha Altan quickly stood up, turning into a large wolf once more. Both of them started claw attacks, which were causing enough damage to each other.

Alpha Altan's claw was pointed at Alpha Lowell's neck, but out of nowhere Beta Geri of the Vanara Pack landed under Alpha Lowell's neck in his werewolf form. His eyes glow dark yellow at night, and his whole body is covered with brown fur. For a moment, it seems as if he is ready to die for his alpha leader.

Because of Beta Geri, Alpha Altan had to leave Vanara Pack's Alpha Lowell in the same condition as his next blow could have killed Beta Geri.

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"What is this Ace Denzell?" Pawn Clara asked, seeing the bottle in his hand.

"A piece of bread in a fight between two monkeys, which is now in the hand of the cat," he laughed, causing his two front fangs to be clearly visible and his eyes to turn completely red except for the pupil, with a black circle separated from the cornea and the pupil becoming snake-like slits. He had dark and thick hair falling in loose waves around his face, giving him an evil look.

"Fighting monkeys, means? Since when did monkeys start living around Dark Shadow Coven?" Pawn Clara asked, confused.

Clara Jack was a Pawn of Dark Shadow Coven whose job was cleaning. She was the most special and beautiful maid there. Her long, curly hair cascaded down her back in a waterfall of golden locks, with bright blue eyes. She had a fire in her soul that refused to be extinguished, even in the face of the darkest magic. She spent her days cleaning the coven's chambers and preparing meals for the Moroi and Dhampirs who lived there, but her mind was always racing with ideas for how she could help the world outside the coven's walls.

Ace Denzell stared into her blue eyes, surprised at her intelligence, and walked inside the coven house, shaking his head sadly. He couldn't believe that he had been so wrong about her. He had always thought that she was just another mindless vampire, but now he realized that she was much more than that.