found: wild hunt

Someone was speaking to him , tying his wound, compressing it at the same time trying to keep him from going into slumber. A hand pressed on his chest like a defilbrator giving him cpr over and over again cussing out loud.

" Don't you dare fucking die on me . Do you hear me stranger. " It was the last time he saw her then drift into darkness .

The creaking sounds of the door had him waking up cautious of the environment.

Picking a shawl by the bed, he put it on walking out of the office to a deeper part of the forest .

" What brings you here Lord vaughn" a hoarse voice demanded puffing out some air to lighten the dark room

" A nightmare. A recurrent dream about a certain lady . I saw her face again calling out to me. I was bleeding .she was worried about me. Why do I keep seeing this for the past fifteen years? The old lady cackled muttering an ancient word.

She was the great witch Callisto . A witch fortified to guard the darkmoon pack. A lycan protector until the werewolves declared war on them .

" What do you see? Gabriel asked circling her

" She's the target we've been looking for. The only target that can bring the werewolves to their kneels . She's the solution to this war . Finally, the war is coming to an end " she announced which didn't sit too well with Gabriel

" Where is she? I need to find her before Caleb does . " But Callisto cackled again increasing the fire

" Then you've to hurry Lord vaughn for Caleb knows no mercy . The clock is ticking. Tick tock tick tock tick tock" she continued as Gabriel disappears into the night hoping to get to her before they do .

Caleb vaughn, the soon to be lycan king and his squads were on all fours heading to laindale to acquire their Target.

Tamara Matthews was sprinting towards the operating room tying her hair in a ponytail and stopped on getting to the door then pushed it open the doctors and nurses regarded her as they made way for her to commence the surgery.

After hours of standing, the surgery was successful. All her life she has never lost a patient which made her an award winning doctor. Highly respected and recommended by many.

" Tamara wait up. You did great. God sculptured your hands himself. " Elizabeth her best friend tells her handing her a hamburger

" Thanks. I'm glad you're proud of me . Lizzy" she taunts shrugging her shoulders

" Yeah but I think you've another surgery in the next one hour. Get ready to break record" she joked as Tamara rolled her eyes at her entering the changing room where she looked at herself in the mirror wondering what made her so different.

She'll give anything to know why she has never lost a patient since she became a surgeon. She shook her head looking in the mirror then saw a stinking old woman starring back at her with a heart in her hand with blood dripping from it . It shouldn't matter to a surgeon but it was horrific enough to make her scream and that's exactly what she did .

She woke up to an empty bed soaked with sweats and got up ready to commence her second ops.

After working for the whole day she decided to get something to eat then a hooded man grabbed her .