Fated To The Dark Prince of The Blood Moon

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in, feeling my entire body aching terribly. My eyelids seemed t

able to move. It was a young woman about the same age as me. Her face was small and adorable. Her cheekbones protruded despera

Something about the way

in my fresh wounds. She immediately moved away and pushed her

kay?" She

live?" Someone

ore turning to look at whoever it w

still dark, almost dawn. Not recognizing

The girl said, "Yo

orted again as I slip

ing out a can to me. I collected it and des

a few people around us. She picked one of the numerous pillows on the rug where w

was low and raspy and it hurt m

eplied, then sighed deeply,

ou from that rogue pack." "You could h

who they ar

hat fateful day came pouring in and

white haired girl

pack, drenched and laying in pools of their own blood. As I thought of my father

moved closer to me, placing a hand on my shoulder

ontinued in a broken voice, "I'm

my fault.

outh to talk but thinned them into a line. Without uttering another word, she continued staring at the w

ed in between sobs, "How quickly things change.

d made it clear that thi

ing my horror story with difficulty. Finally, she found

life is even worse than death." She added, "Ethan won't go scot

hat Ethan could have just ended my life like the

your story?" I asked

th interest. There was something peculiar about this

an by that?" I

, "He's the head of the

has ever lived to

I asked

ides have been able to please him

ble, I thoug

him by my father who couldn't pay back the debt

in. I will never see my little

d that name. I knew what she meant. Miguel wa

asked after a while, when I was

ha

k just l

with bulging eyes, "I thought I was

reeped into my head, "How would y

s stared into my hazel ones with intense cur

road." A voice barked outside the tent,

tent, "Are you okay in ther

dered, gesturing to the black woollen blanket

don't have