Queen of Darkness

Chapter 22 - Werewolves

Chapter 22 - Werewolves

Alex: "Did your plan work, did Robert think it was you... That you were dead?"

Me: "It gave us time to escape. The vampires that found her believed it was me, at first glance all evidence pointed towards that and it caused some chaos and delay. But soon enough Robert and the General arrived on the scene and Robert advised them that it wasn't me"

Alex: "How did he know?"

Me: "Same way I know he is still alive... Because of our bond. When someone you are bound too dies, you feel an immense sadness, as if part of yourself died, even if you hate the person. Robert didn't feel sad, or any different. I knew it would only be a matter of time before he started hunting me again so we had to get as much distance between us as possible.

We made it to the cabin in Serbia, but it was more like a wooden estate, nestled deep in the forest.

I was surprised to find the estate occupied. Everyone was excited to see Shadow until they laid eyes on me. It was evident everyone knew what I was and I was most definitely not welcome.

Shadow showed me to a guest room that was mine for the duration of my stay, at that point I was unsure as to how long that duration would be, I didn't intend to be there long at all since everyone was so forthcoming.

For the next few days I tried not to leave the room more than absolutely necessary. Joshua and Shadow would supply me with animal blood whenever they went hunting. I know they meant well and the blood did sustain me but animal blood is nothing like human blood.

It was pretty much a self-sustainable estate. They grew vegetables, they had farm animals and even a water supply, all hidden away deep in the woods.

We were all in the main cabin but I soon realized there were about ten smaller cabins at the back of the property. It was like a small village.

I'd frequently overhear people stressing their unhappiness about my presence there, some even taking it up with Shadow, who I figured out was like the leader of the group.

That in itself was strange to me because he was so young, there were elder people around but everyone had so much respect for Shadow. Even if they questioned his decisions, once he made up his mind they didn't push him further.

One evening Shadow was fed up about the questions as to why He allowed me to stay there and he called for a meeting, for everyone to attend even me but the meeting didn't get very far.

Ten minutes into hearing how unwelcome I was a group of Vampires attacked the estate. At first I thought they were after me but soon realized they didn't even know I was there up until that point.

That's the first time I saw Joshua and Shadow and the others for who they really were... werewolves.

There was no bones breaking and cracking, and turning into physical wolves, there were no need, they were all bigger built and rougher to begin with, you could just tell what they were by their eyes as with vampires, and the sharper fangs, they also had this deep growling sounds resonating from deep within.

They were stronger and faster than mere humans. A full on battle ensued. Flintlock pistols use to be the weapons of choice in the 1800s but in the 1900s more modern hand guns and rifles were used, however in battles between vampires and werewolves' weapons were obsolete except for the occasional dagger, sword or bow and arrow. Hand to hand combat was the preferred weapon of choice. Call it, a show of strength and power.

Even though I was vampire, it was Shadow and Joshua that took me in and gave me shelter and protection, and that's where my loyalties lay in that moment, and besides I didn't trust a lot of vampires at that stage because you never knew who was on Robert's payroll - so I did the only thing that made sense to me in that moment, I fought alongside the werewolves against the vampires, to the surprise of most.