One with half-blood of two species shall unite all.
One with half-blood of two species shall conquer all evil.
"Carmen."
One with a half-blood of two species shall be a god.
'Who is that?'
A powerful one.
'Whose voice is speaking?'
More mighty than the creators
".....Carmen."
One shall be the....................
"Carmen," I opened my eyes from the strange voice in my dream to look at my brother Aiden in the left front seat of the car.
"Are you okay, I called many times, but you didn't answer," He asked worriedly.
I looked into his eyes and understood why he was worried. I don't need to be called twice before my answer.
"Is it another one?" He did not wait for my response before asking another question
'Another one?' I thought briefly before realizing what he meant.
My nightmares.
The nightmares of my 'family.'
"I am fine," I finally answered, but with a trembling voice.
I stared through the window's glass to know our destination.
Seeing the familiar yet unfamiliar forest, I knew we had driven into their territory.
"We are in the pack's forest, commander," The guard confirmed my guess.
I looked through the vehicle's largest window at my front and saw the leading car containing Elder Marley.
There was also another car behind this vehicle.
I relaxed my body in the seat, covering my forehead.
"Are you sure you are okay, Carmen?" Aiden confirmed once again.
I looked at Aiden in the rearview mirror and answered, ''Yeah.''
I shifted my gaze to my window's glass and stared at the passing forest.
''Artemis,'' I called for my beast through the mind.
It is also known as mind-link.
'Yeah,' She answered.
''Did you recognize the voice?'' I asked.
'Voice?'
''Did you hear the voice?'' I asked again.
'No, what voice?' She denied.
'Carmen, are you well?' Artemis asked worriedly.
'That can't be right. Artemis didn't hear the voice,' I thought.
''Yeah, Don't worry,'' I reassured and blocked her from my thoughts.
'If Artemis didn't hear the voice, something is not right,' I pondered
When I was about to call Artemis to confirm, I felt it.
Rouges.
I can never forget the sensation of their presence.
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SACRED REJECT
WerewolfTHEY REJECTED ME and I BECAME SACRED. If only that night didn't come, maybe my family will love me again, maybe I won't see hate and disgust in my parents' eyes, maybe my brother and I will become inseparable again, maybe my sister won't become a b...
