The afternoon sun filtered through a veil of mist, casting the Moonwalker pack's camp in a dreamlike glow. The familiar scent of pine needles and earth mingled with the musk of werewolf sweat. In the central clearing, younglings darted between wooden posts, their half-shifted forms blurring with speed as they practiced lunges and feints. Elder wolves prowled the perimeter, their scarred bodies testament to battles survived, barking corrections when a paw slipped or a jaw snapped too slowly.
Kyle appeared in front of the entrance's two guards like he had just teleported. He snapped both their necks in quick succession.
Behind him, were two clans and their leaders, all thirsty for blood.
**
The younglings stopped at the sight of the vampires. They were scared by the sheer number of them. The more experienced werewolves readied themselves without fear.
Marcus stepped out of his tent. "Attacking us at day time? Ha ha! You think we are more vulnerable during this hour?"
Kyle snickered. "I don't care even if there was a full moon. You're mine!"
Kyle leapt toward Marcus, who with one swift motion of his hand, swiped right like on a Tinder app, and knocked Kyle away like a fly.
The werewolves roared and the vampires screamed.
**
Damien heard the commotion outside of his and Nina's tent.
"Stay here." Damien instructed her.
She reluctantly nodded.
Damien ran out of the room and proceeded to snap the neck of the first vampire he came across.
**
Jenna's vision had been a pale shadow of this hell. Vampires shrieked as werewolf jaws crushed through their ribcages, fountains of dark blood spraying across the trampled earth. Though the vampires swarmed like locusts, each wolf tore through three, four, five at a time, their massive claws ripping limbs from torsos with wet, meaty sounds.
Kyle killed two or three werewolves to get through to Marcus again. He punched Marcus in the face then kicked him in the gut.
Marcus noticed his rival's strength was way more powerful than the average vampire. That was because Kyle was the first vampire to have ever existed.
But Marcus was the Alpha of the Moonwalker pack. He returned the kick with one of his own. As Kyle was bent over, Marcus landed two heavy blows to his back, and that sent him sprawling on the ground.
**
Nina couldn't stand playing the victim any longer. She had to help her fellow pack members.
She got out of the tent just in time to witness the ongoing carnage.
Marcus spun to find three snarling figures lunging at him—the twin leaders of the Enchanted Ones with their signature silver-tipped fangs bared, and Matt, whose eyes blazed crimson with bloodlust as he drove a jagged obsidian dagger straight for Marcus's throat.
But Marcus raised a hand and caught the dagger inside his palm. He removed the weapon from Matt's grasp then stuck him in the heart.
The Fury's members noticed the death of their leader then started exiting the camp.
"Marcus!" Kyle called.
The Alpha turned to see Kyle holding Nina hostage with one hand wrapped around her throat.
"Nina, no!" Marcus screamed as he rushed towards them.
But it was too late. Kyle ripped her throat out with one hand. Marcus caught his daughter before she hit the ground.
"Let's leave!" Kyle alerted the vampires and they slowly started departing.
**
Nina was being healed by Priya of all witches.
She was on a mattress in the clinic. Priya had two hands raised about her injury.
Marcus sobbed and held Priya's shoulder. "Please take my life for hers if need be."
Priya shook her head. "It won't come to that."
**
The next morning.
Shawn had called Helena informing her about the previous day's attack. She and Stephen rushed to the Moonwalker camp at first light.
"How is Nina?" Helena asked Priya who she met near the entrance to the camp.
"She is in a coma." Priya answered.
Helena gasped and cupped her mouth. "Oh my god."
Priya held Helena's held and they said a silent prayer.
**
Inside Marcus's tent, the Alpha was sitting on a stool while Damien paced around the room, and Stephen had a finger on his chin lost deep in thought.
"We need to find Kyle." Damien said while pacing. "I'll kill the bastard myself for what he has done."
"No, Damien." Stephen said. "We'll find him together."
Damien nodded.
Marcus stood up. "You two launch a search party. I will stay here for when Nina wakes up."
The brothers wanted to say words of comfort instead they nodded their heads at their leader.
**
"Where was the witch?" Kyle asked furiously.
The leaders of the Enchanted Ones shook their heads.
"I have no idea." Dave said.
"We will attack again." Nancy announced. "This time there will be less of them. And Marcus is already healing from the wound you delivered."
Kyle snickered. "This time we'll take the witch."