A Vampire Lord awoke from his Eternal Sleep plagued with visions from another world. When he broke free from his coffin, he was met with two beautiful ladies who took shelter from the rain. Before he could drain them of their blood and refocus on important things, one of them spoke up. “You have a heart.” she claimed. “You need to get your eyes checked by a doctor.” He snorted. Wait. What the heck is an ophthalmologist—?
Keira of the Blood Moon Pack found herself staring at the Earthen Spires with a look of confusion written all over her face. The first one to hug her was not Kael, the Lycan King, her father was met with a lot of lycans checking on him.
The elder Shamans gathered around him and started to check on his health.
Was he injured?
Did he need treatment?
"Your Majesty, our agreement with the humans–" Alpha Zeros of the Silver Claw Pack tried to bring up the fact that they had left the humans with the Vampire Lord.
It was a breach in their arrangement or something.
Keira didn't want to pick up on the conversation, the noise and all the engagement from everyone because it was a burden on her shoulder.
For a moment, in time she had believed that she was deceived by the Vampire Lord.
That she was used as someone to get through to her father.