About the song:

This song is a teaser for the next chapters to come. It is in Arabic but it has the close captions option for English. I am very surprised by the artist and the first time I heard it I didn't understand what it said but loved the rhythm. I listened a few more times and it is inspiring me for my next chapters. Enjoy this chapter and then listen to this song again and tell me what you think is going to happen in the next chapters! (Soooo excited about this! Next Chapter comes next Weekend!)

Barbs

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"Moone"

*Meadow*

I am happy to see Cyrus arrive, under his brother's request, he joined us with his beautiful and unique soul mate. The woman was already very particularly special when she was human; able to see things hiding under everyone's plain sight. Now as a vampyr, everything is more enhanced, and Cyrus protects her with fierceness.

Cyrus' abilities might be of great use tonight, as we warn everyone to stay away and only some of us stay in a close circle around Amra.

"Welcome, both of you," I say with a small smile and Cyrus relaxes some while he nods and bows his head to me.

"Meadow..." He greets and then his soul mate smiles at me.

"Ah, the famous Meadow, nice to finally meet you," She says and giggles.

I perk a brow and I look at Cyrus who seems embarrassed. He looks at her then at me. "Meadow, this is Eloise... and I have told her already about my missteps with you in the past."

I laugh wholeheartedly and I smile at her. "Now I understand everything, welcome Eloise, and thank you for taming this beast."

We both laugh even though Cyrus doesn't understand the joke. But he knows she is happy and that is all that matters for him. I am personally happy to see him like this, to know that everything is well with him. He gave a horrible first impression, but he made more than redeemed himself by staying with us and helping us in our last battle.

Aen walks to his brother and they both exchange what I would describe as an arm shake, as they take each other's arms and then hug. A very strange action to be done by vampyrs, a human action.

"So we are bringing him back after millennia, are you sure you are doing the right thing?" Cyrus asks.

"We have no other choice, and you need to see what these creatures are..." Aen responds.

"I believe you, brother. But I hope we can contain his thirst once he comes," Cyrus adds.

Aen smirks. "I have enough bait for him all around us," He says and looks at me.

I frown and shake my head. "Don't you even dare."

He chuckles while he knows I don't find it funny, but the idea that Cyrus brings to my head is one not to be left aside. What would happen to a creature that has not drunk blood in thousands of years? "Tell me you have thought of this, Aen..."

He nods at me and then looks at the far end of the Village we created, I follow his gaze and I see Isilwen walking slowly towards us majestically. She is a goddess, a deity, and to think she fought with us as if she were another simple creature. "We have a thing for their blood, and she comes packed with it. I asked her for her aid, she didn't hesitate to do it."

Behind her, several pale and tall elves walk as her personal guard; these creatures are a mystery to me still, and so fascinating to watch.

She finally reaches us and her smile is magical. "Wolf Queen," She says referring to me and I shake my head with a smile. Both can play this game.

"Elven Goddess," I say and she seems to grin at my choice of words.

She studies everyone present and focuses her attention on Amra and then Lucifer. "Ah, this is a serious situation..."

Amra nods and Lucifer does as well. "These are troubled times, but nothing we have ever seen could match this event. The world as we know it will end if we fail." Her smile faded, and that was a sign of how worrisome the events were.

There is a knot on my throat, and I feel like I can't breathe, as the seriousness of the situation brings some panic. I feel Caleb's arm around me and I relax some, as his touch would always bring peace, but it doesn't go all away. I am still concerned.

Aen brings our attention. "Let me and my brother talk to him first, please... Amra will be able to awaken him, but he won't listen clearly until he feeds."

Isilwen nods and with a gesture, she makes her followers come around to the center. They bring with them a big recipient of some type of wood, and then they use their own nails, to cut their arms and let their blood drip. I understand what is happening, she is preparing a great meal for him, something irresistible.

"Aen..." I ask, and he looks at me. "If I know your kind some, I know he would want to hunt his meal..." I say, hoping to be wrong.

He nods and grins. "You know us quite well, but this is no ordinary blood, and he is not going to be able to resist it. Besides, I and my brother will contain him." I nod at his words, as no matter what, I need to trust him.

Caleb kisses my temple. 'I thought I was the one worried and concerned, but you beat me. You make me proud of how much you worry for our people and our children,' He sends to my mind and I smile.

'You are right, I should be the dragon in this relationship,' I send back and he laughs.

Amra sets himself in a concentration mode, and we all take our distance. We watch cautiously what is happening but from our eyes, nothing happens. He is standing, eyes closed, concentrating, arms spread yet still.

A strange sensation creeps in, my heart beats faster. I smell something odd in the air, at the same time I taste something foul in my mouth. 'I feel it too,' Caleb adds to my thoughts. I focus my eyes on Amra, but I see him a bit blurred, so I rub my eyes but it doesn't help. Everything else looks the same, only him seems to be unsynced with the rest of it. The hair on the back of my neck stands, and I feel my body shivering. Caleb growls and shifts to his wolf form and I see others become alert as well.

Then I see it; the blurred vision on where Amra stands, expands and something else takes form, a black figure, that seems to avoid light somehow. I don't understand what my eyes see, but it looks like he is in the shadows even with some light from the torches around us. How could that be?

There was tension in the air as those who were watching became aware of the same thing that I; he was able to distort light.

"Agh nethme gathumbaric..." The creature spoke and I could not understand him.

The blurriness faded, and gave room to a tall, pale, humanoid presence. He opened his eyes and searched our eyes. He studied every one of us in milliseconds. Then Aen walked to him slowly.

"Gathumbaric hothere agh memec..." He spoke in his own language.

Of course, a creature who had not been in touch with this world for millennia, would not know nor understand our language. This might be more difficult than we thought.

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*Solveig*

I am nervous as we wait for our parents to return, sitting next to my brother, who is restless. Of course, Lucifer is on his other side, and she seems unaffected by anything happening; she doesn't blink, doesn't move, doesn't seem to be even breathing. It is like she is a statue. She is so different from Amrafel and Seth, different from Ebony and Ivory, different from any angel I have ever met. I think the lack of contact with our race or humans even, has led her to be this way,

Seth walks into the room and I relax a bit more, he smiles at me and walks to sit on the armchair at my side. He doesn't need to do much more, his presence just soothes me.

'I understand that feeling, I feel the same way with... her,' Ian sends to me.

I nod and answer. 'You know you have to express that to her at some point...'

'What do you mean?' He asks.

'You are very... distant is like you are still rejecting the idea of her being your mate...' I say back at him.

He frowns at me, I know it even though I don't see him doing it. I lay my head against Seth and his arm wraps around my shoulder, keeping me warm and comfortable. I send to my brother that feeling, the comfort and the sensation of calm with it.

He then does the smallest yet the most relevant gesture towards his mate; he moves his hand and rests it gently on top of hers. She opens her eyes wider, looks down at his hand, and I can see there is a small change in her posture. She smiles a bit, and that translates immediately to him. I feel him calmer as well.

Seth leans to kiss the top of my head and I blush. 'You are just wonderful,' He says to me, as he noticed what had just happened.

I say nothing, because there is no need to. I just squeeze his hand that rests with mine and he knows I am not good with words.

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*Meadow*

After he tried to move and saw how uncomfortable that was, he laid eyes on each and every one of us. He seems menacing, and his attitude towards us is aggressive. But he doesn't attack. At least, not yet.

'He won't, he is wise, he is thirsty but he knows we are no ordinary people,' Caleb says to me.

But as soon as he says that, the vampyr lays his eyes on him for the third time. His hand lifts and his finger points at him. "Rashembored ghat ned mero draco ugh," He says while he looks at my husband.

Aen looks at us a bit uncomfortably. "He says... he wants his blood first," He sighs as he looks at Caleb. "The other blood is delicious, he knows that, but his blood will make him stronger."

So he knows what Caleb is, and that is why he wants to drink his blood. I understand his reasoning, but that doesn't mean I will let him suck my husband dry. "Tell your idiot king, that my husband is not his snack, and we don't need to obey his wishes."

He laughs and turns to look at him. "Gaheremish anst annakesh draco kish,"

'Love, don't worry, a bit of my blood won't kill me,' Caleb says and I frown; he is still in his wolf form and looks at me kindly, as he understands perfectly why he needs his blood. Also, his man pride is high, as the vampyr preferred him

Just when I am about to respond, there is a glow that draws from the waterfall near us. The glow is not strong, but at night, it gives a ghostly atmosphere. As the light fades, my heart paces fast when I see the figure that comes from within it. Haunting glowing blue eyes, white fur and almost ghostly like. The wolf, as I still remembered her, was breathtakingly beautiful. She came slowly and once out of the water, did not stop her approach. I was smiling, what else could I do? She was here again. Under our eyes, and just as smoothly as her walk was, she shifted to her not less beautiful form. Tall, pink skin, silky white hair. She was the epitome of beauty. And I will never get tired of admiring her.

She walked to us and her steps were sensual and slow, she looked at me and smiled, reaching my face with her hand and letting those velvet fingers touch my chin. 'Tame the rage,' She sends to my mind and I can not even remember why I was mad in the first place.

She then caresses the furred face of my mate, he lowers his head and seems to wag his tail happily. But she did not stop with us, and she kept walking towards the vampyr, whose eyes grew wide and posture seemed to change by the second. As she reached them, Aen gave a step back. Her eyes were locked on the Vampyr and his eyes were locked in hers, but he was smiling, and his arms spread to let her walk into his. "Grathom igh... kish Moone." And they kissed.

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