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"Aaaaahhhh," Lira screamed as she fell off a cliff. The wind roared close to her ears, carrying a loud rush as it forced her down faster. Lira wished she could crash down quickly to the ground so as not to be deafened by the wind rush. Rocks jutted from the walls, scarping Lira's skin and scratching her face, but Lira hardly noticed it. The pain she was feeling physically was nothing compared to the pain of betrayal, which was rapidly drilling its way through her heart.

As she stared back to the top of the cliff, looking at the lady who pushed her down the cliff, her eyes held a mixture of confusion and anger. Her cousin Sofie, who also was her best friend, pushed her off the cliff—and not just any cliff; she was pushed down the infamous cliff of death, where no wolf had ever made it out.

If she had been told a few hours ago that Sofie would cruelly do this to her, she would have defended Sofie with all her life and even beaten whoever told her such nonsense, but here she was, getting slapped left and right by the pain of betrayal. Very soon, she fell deeper until she couldn't see the smug expression of Sofie, who watched her fall with a happy smile on her face.

"Am I going to die here?" Me, the princess of the silver wolf pack. The wolf kingdom's most recognized talent for over a hundred years now?"

Lira asked herself, but the only answer she got was her back hitting against a firm surface, which blacked her out instantly.

PAIN! That was the only thing Lira could feel as she struggled to open her eyes after some hours of unconsciousness. Her bones were broken, she was paralyzed from the neck down, her head was cracked, and no part of her body had a piece of intact flesh; instead, she looked like a freshly crushed human being.

"Aiissh," Lira slowly regulated her body temperature as she healed herself. Ever since she was born, she had never experienced this type of pain, and now, she was going through hell all because of one person- Sofie.

Thinking of Sofie, Lira's eyes held sadness and anger. She was sad that her own blood and best friend would do such a cruel thing to her. She had chosen the wrong friend and was sorry that she was back to being alone.

Finally, after some hours of intensive healing, Lira could move her legs slowly. Eager to get out of this cave, she stood up and walked deeper and deeper into it.

"Very weird," Lira frowned as she looked at her surroundings. The cave was, of course, dark like any other cave, but Lira, who was a wolf, could see very well in the dark environment. What shocked her was that the cage was inhabited. Signs of a living person could be seen all around the cave.

"No way, the rumors can't be true, that a vampire would not exist in this part of the world?" Lira's mind raced as cold sweat formed all over her back.

Werewolves and vampires had been enemies for a long time. The rivalry caused the two races to sign a treaty that prohibited vampires and werewolves from coming close to each other's territory. But now, as much as she wanted to deny it, her guts told her that a vampire lived here—not just a regular vampire, but a super strong one that could probably snap off her neck with just one hand.

"I need to leave this place, Sofie; I hate you, "Lira cursed under her breath, her hatred for Sofie reaching abnormal levels.