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Last Luna

Belladonna is the last werewolf on earth, thanks to a freak event where a wolf was spotted man kind armed up and hunted werewolves down. On the run for the past two years Bella met a man also in the run from the law named Nicolas and starts to trust him, but she gets grabbed by a criminal organization not for the massive bounty in her head, but Tony, the mob boss, wants to use her as a means of negotiation, a tool to threat his opposition, in return Tony offered her protection, a warm bed, and her days or running was over. Nicolas in the meantime still tried to rescue her and met a man named Deno, who was sent by his siblings to kill Bella but he instead decided to protect her and told Nicolas he's actually a vampire and one of four lords that has no weakness accept for the bite of a werewolf. Anastasia Le Blanc, the vampire countess wants Bella dead at all costs. the last of their eternal rivals being alive holds back a grim plan they have for man kind. It is up to Deno and Nicolas to help Bella become a Luna, the fabled female alpha spoken of only in legend now. But can Bella become a Luna without a pack? Will she be brave enough to face the vampire lords? Or will she stand back and allow the vampires to have their way with man kind? Humans have hunted her down and caused her nothing but agony...

SaberTrueno86 · Fantasy
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231 Chs

This is our time

A selected predator, or a predator that is prey specific, that's what werewolves were little did the world know, to them it was merely a horror show in need of canceling, and it made Anastasia laugh sometimes.

The mighty buffalo isn't as big as the elephant, but the elephant doesn't procreate as well as the buffalo, but to give a buffalo its respect due it still weighed over a ton and was a very powerful animal, so one could obviously not expect the leopard to hunt it down.

That's why there are lions, and even they have to work as a pride in order to take a buffalo down.

Humans, even with their ever advancing weapons never really stood a chance against a vampire, but just as the natural order requested the vampire can't just be the almighty species, werewolves were selected by mother nature to be their dedicated predator.

Anastasia rolled her head and sipped her wine, her eyes dabbed slowly as they panned out of the limousine window again, such mockery, why does humans not have a natural predator then... Oops she forgot, that's what vampires are there for, a small little three way food chain to keep the natural balance in this fucked up echo system.

She hated werewolves, as does the rest of the vampire lords, all but the young Deno, who ever so stubbornly showed her the care he had without really showing it, saying one wolf is not a threat...

Back in the day when wolves and vampires were addicted to breathing down each other's necks it took one wolf to tare through four vampires before it got killed, so the boy couldn't understand what a pack of wolves were capable of, he was still an even younger fangling back then.

She wanted to take no chances, none of them wants to, Deno was the test of this last wolf, sure the boy is big and strong, Anastasia wouldn't be surprised if he could lift this entire limousine above his head, but when it comes to werewolves, strength isn't everything, and if Deno some how fails to bring down this she wolf, Anastasia would be sure to send the correct hunting party after it.

Deno after all is sent in to test her, see how well she can fight, handle herself, she has never taken in the scent of a vampire before so how will she react? Its better to send in the cannon fodder first before you deploy the main force, and Deno was expendable.

Her limousine halted at the gates of the Bronberrick estate, home to the oldest male of the vampires, Guile Holland Bronberrick, a not to be messed with king in his field, the most dangerous of them all, next to her of course.

But Anastasia doesn't fear him, no vampire who stands for the brotherhood fears anyone, the only one who liked stepping out of line in fact was the milkteeth Deno Christosemau.

Today was a glorious day for vampire kind, a meeting after so long, just traveling the world to see each other was a risk as wolves can smell a vampire from miles across a country, sense them, and dare a wolf catch the scent of a vampire the best place to flee is to another country, they will never stop hunting until the ashes of the vampire is blown in the wind.

She smirked to herself, humans saw to it they feel that burn, feel how it felt to be hunted down.

Now, the tables will turn at last, with the last wolf in the cross hairs of vampires and humans, its only a matter of time before she falls, and vampires will have no natural enemy anymore.

"Madame Le Blanc" Guile said bowing to her as she climbed out of the car.

"Ah, my masculine Bronberrick, it feels so good to be back in France"

"Welcome, welcome indeed! I have prepared an array of our best wines for you to taste and catch up to, that which you like I will gather and pack, then you may take some with you to Romania" he said kissing her hand.

There was a controlled bubble of excitement, after years of hiding in their countries the borders were open at last, and vampires are allowed to meet, to plan, to conjure their long lost dream to rule over man kind.

"It is only fair" Guile said allowing Anastasia to hook her hand into his elbow, she knew what he spoke of even without the trade of words.

"They are our food after all" she said and eerily laughed behind her other hand "I will not be forced into the shadows by my food any longer"

"Yes indeed"

"Is Mannenberg here?" She asked.

"Of course, the man had started indulging himself in the preparations I had for you, the wine, the blood, the new era of vampires is truly a bountiful one"

Anastasia gleemed her eyes at him "You say that, but little Deno already lived such a life, he has no vampires serving under him, not even body guards, he has but one maid he calls a butler, proseeds to drink from her like his own personal blood bank"

Guile chuckled "Ah yes, little Deno, always the thinker"

"He shames us, this morning I went to my visit and found him filthy with human orgasms, he had given pleasure to human women and dared not even spray a whiff of cologne to hide that musk!"

"Why not Anastasia? He has drank from them as well no doubt, why not dip one's toes into the pools of temptation on the side?"

"Vile! He could have at least washed off that smell from him when facing me"

Guile gave her a shake with his arm "Oh come now Madame Anastasia...? You want to tell me you, the only female elder don't indulge yourself in the sexual pleasures of a young vulnerable human male every now and then?"

"Of course I do, but then I clean myself up afterwards, I am respectful to the fact that other vampires can smell the human cling to me after such a passionate session, he aroused me with the scent of female pleasure clinging to his body, and then he had the audacity to comment my looks!? He said he had two! Was two not enough if he dared compliment me!? Like I'll ever share a bed with him anyways!"

Guile chuckled slowly "My dearest Anastasia, forget about that now, tell me, did you send him on his task?"

"Yes, the boy is to hunt down the wolf, and end her"

"Fantastic! Not long now, and the only creature that holds venom strong enough to destroy us will be a thing of the past, and finally we can start negotiations with human leaders, so one day this world will fall under our rule"

They entered the main hall where the masquerade ball was already under way, vampires from all around the world gathered here to celebrate the fall of werewolves, Guile brought Anastasia towards the main table where Brentford Mannenberg sat with a human girl on his lap, a glass of wine in is hand and slowly feeding her that liquor.

"I see Brentford dove right in?" Anastasia said smiling.

"Yes, speaking off" Guile said pointing at the far end of the room, Anastasia couldn't realy see but through the crowd came a man dressed in a tuxedo, carrying one glass of wine on a tray, his face hidden in an opera mask.

"For you my dear sweet" Guile said holding his hand to the man, who came to her slowly and bowed holding the glass up to her.

"Madam Le Blanc, my name is Charles, and I will serve you tonight"

Anastasia took the wine but lifted her nose pluckily in his direction, she judged this man about twenty, maybe twenty one, her favourite blood type, and he was taller than she was, which aroused her, meaning she can even sink her fangs into his chest if she wanted to.

"Is he muscular?" She asked first sipping her wine.

"He's a university football player Anastasia, he meets all your fantasy needs" Guile said.

She smiled at him, then licked her lips looking at Charles "Lead me to the table then" she said holding her hand.

Charles turned and hooked his elbow, then guided her to the long table at the end of the room, when she sat down Charles helped her move in that chair, then stood one side but she grabbed his belt and drew him closer "Not that far"

"Yes miss"

Guile sat next to her and leaned over to Brentford "We are all here"

The man who was busy drinking from the woman on his lap licked her first making her giggle "Just a second" he said and looked her in the eyes "You want to be my pet a little longer? Or do you want to become a vampire?"

The young woman gave it some thought, then smiled at him "I want to feel your fangs just a little longer, have sex with me tonight and turn me then"

Brentford chuckled looking at the other two "Yes, this is our time"

Anastasia looked at Guile who kicked it off "After the wolf has fallen we start here in France, one government official at a time, showing them the greatness of immortality and make them slaves to blood, then we send them to do the same with mutual government officials all across the globe.

Slowly but surely, until unbeknownst to the world we turn all their leaders into vampires, then we strike!"