The Werewolf of Castlevania (Book 2)

Chapter 26 - Blood Eyes

Three years ago before I met Trevor and my life turned into this crazy horse ride, I was a thief, a really good thief. But this was worse than any place I have ever had to break into. Once I broke into the Pope's castle because I was hungry, had some extra time so I cut large holes alllll of his robes. Always knew he had a monkey ass. Focus Charlie.

With the help of one of my knives I manage to lift the latch on one of the windows and slip into the stone castle. I knew I was in the right place Alucard's sword bounced against my back like it had a mind if it's own. It fueled my urge to find Alucard, the sword's magic could sense its master's distress.

Sticking to the shadows as much as I possibly can to follow the pull of the sword. If I couldn't smell it I would have thought this place to be abandoned. There is cobwebs and dust everywhere, no signs of any living creature.

In my head my wolf continues to make known it's extreme displeasure of our current circumstances. I wish it would just shut up and let me concentrate.

"Coome too mee" What the hell! It is like someone speaking directly into my mind. My wolf screamed, pushing against my mind trying to follow the voice making me scream in pain fighting against my own body. I tried to block out the voice focusing on anything else. Memories of Alucard flood my mind, his warm smile and golden eyes building a barrier between us and the voice.

I brush the stray sweat from my brow mumbling "What the actual fuck was that!" to an empty hall. I hate this place.

Suddenly the sounds of multiple footsteps echoed through the hallway towards me. Shit! Pulling my hood low over my eyes I slip behind a decorative pillar trying to become one with the pillar.

Rows of men appearing coming down the hall towards me. Each of them wore the same stony face, their eyes glowing a bloody red. It was like seeing the exact same person over and over, the same eyes, same expression. There were at least thirty in all, their stiff movements It's disturbing, each of them were werewolves yet none even glanced in any direction just staring straight ahead.

As soon as the last of them passed I pushed out from behind the pillar falling into step behind them. It was a gamble yes but I am starting to come to an unnerving conclusion these men are not aware of my presence.

More wolves join us as I follow them through the castle, all the same. Red eyes, stone faced, and stiff like someone with a stick way too far up their ass. These were the moments I wished Alucard and I were in bed back at the castle with some of Alucard's sweet tea.

We march through huge stone doors that open into a long dining room. As my cover starts to disperse to the many tables lining the room I quickly duck into a stairway I can only assume leads to some kind of balcony.

Lucky me. I hid behind the balcony fence, swirling one of my knives around my hand as I watched the room below me filled with wolves. All males, all with red glowing eyes.

"Gentlemen!" my head snaps up at the sound of an actual voice. Finally someone who speaks. I carefully peer over the edge, a figure dressed all in black with a black veil covering their face stepped out from behind a long curtain.

The women. Who I am guessing was a woman based off the veil and dress. The only thing that stood out was the blood red eyes glowing through the veil.

"Tonight we celebrate the beginning of a new era for werewolf kind." Yep definitely a woman "We will destroy the vampires and take Wallachia for ourselves." Well shit, another world domination plot. "Let me introduce our honored guest." the curtain behind her fell revealing... "Alucard Tepes, spawn of Dracula, deceiver of a she wolf. He will be the first to die"

I long whimper escaped my lips as I looked upon a gut wrenching sight "Alucard..." 

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