chapter 2

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He opens the door and walks out the cold air hits him in the face the moon is full tonight "good "he thinks! the streets are dark lit by street lamps even from where he is he can see the movement of priests in the cathedral in the center of the city he starts to go towards the streets crowded with humans they are in the streets walking many towards the church and some several workers come back from work Owen, can see in their tired expressions coming out of their shifts pass by him bowing their heads in a sign of respect! most are making way for them except for priests and a name that doesn't match their positions priests that don't fit with the pale humans that have the cross scar on their foreheads many don't know but in the sect to which these poor souls belong. they have started to inject vampire blood to make them the perfect hunters "and sadists!" he thinks he smiles at this thought who was he to talk about it himself he wasn't much better then he hears mason at his back ending all fun. - what now? -he asks, mason doesn't need him to answer one of the priests approaches Samuel he starts to walk side by side as if he has some sort of authority a boy follows him all are bald with their scars covering their foreheads they wear tattered robes that cover all their skin Samuel is, the gentleman with black skin and modified white eyes and as strong as any vampire his voice echoes in the streets as he asks. - what makes you agitated today Owen- Werewolves and hunters are species that don't mix in any situation! even if they are located in the territory what they have is nothing more than a momentary alliance, I ignore him. and he turns into thin air. the humans rush in desperate flight to escape him poor vampire Samuel thinks., The people on the street were running in all directions to get away from him. I headed towards the forest where he knew his unwanted visitor would be. passing through the city or decided to take a shortcut to not be seen in a few minutes I already entered the forest where he could smell the vampire near the lake and went towards him avoiding making noise to not alert his enemy stopped at ten kilometers of him where he could have a better view of the invader long white hair the vampire wore dark glasses even though the moon was already shining in the sky his pale skin shone in contrast with the moonlight he watched his reflection in the water lost in thought. He was carrying a lambskin box with him and I sniffed the air to find out what was inside and couldn't, the smell of the lamb stopped him. he had to kill it he thought before it became a danger to his people he heard a twig snapping and moved to the right it was another vampire this one with short black hair she was so short she looked like a child her lips were covered in blood he thought they were hunting in his territory - what is it - the vampire asked referring to the box on the forest floor - it's none of your business - he replied she snorted hives. -She lives in one of the human hives -he said -bring her to me- I blink and the damned vampire evaporates, he prepares to attack her and in a matter of seconds, I am just stepping away from the vampire. he tries to turn his head to see what is happening. he can't complete it because his head is torn off in the air ... he lands on the ground gracefully returning to his human form takes the box and leaves the forest no sign of that b***h when he is almost at the edge of the forest returning to the road I let the box fall ''s**t'' he curses then the box crashes to the ground opening he lowers himself and sees a piece of cloth he takes a deep breath ''mine'' his wolf growls which scares him and makes him fall back ''s**t he curses
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