Be Saved

"It's not like I'm afraid." Muriel smiled fearlessly.

Alice was frozen, unsure of what to say and anxious.

Suddenly, many howls of wolves rang out from outside the castle in all directions.

It was the Werewolves!

She looked around excitedly and soon saw some tall figures breaking through the walls and surrounding them.

Some sunlight leaked in, and the vampire holding Alice scurried a step to the side to avoid the horrible end of being turned to dust by the sun.

Muriel raised an eyebrow, seemingly a little surprised but not panicked.

He walked slowly over to Ivan, snapped his neck and half-lifted him up, and looked back at a tall figure that had emerged from the crowd of werewolves.

"You're the Alpha of the werewolf clan, Patrick Fielding, I presume?"

The tall figure suddenly grew smaller and a low, majestic voice came out, "Precisely."