Clementine:
I received a little vampire’s blood a few hours later from Miss Rue so I could heal before the first mission. I had no clue what the mission would be, but I was just excited to be out of my dorm room. I hadn’t spoken to the Alphas again, and I was pleased to keep it that way.
With my wounds finally healed, I felt like myself again.
Now I stood in front of my squad, listening to the instructions with full attention. One mistake, and it could cost any of us our lives.
’Please be Haiden’s,’ I groaned to my wolf, and she hit me back with silence. It was as if I was whining about our mate again, and sometimes she didn’t like the extreme thoughts that ran through my mind. But it was just that—thoughts. I would never actually wish death upon anyone.
"There has been a threat. A monster is trying to penetrate through the northern gates to reach the rest of the world. How do we know this?" Miss Rue’s voice was serious. "Young werewolves living nearby have been hearing a melody. It causes depression and hatred toward their mates. Hallucinations of loved ones betraying them. After a lot of study—we’ve discovered that it’s a creature named—"
Miss Rue stopped when Ian’s utterance stole everyone’s attention.
"The God of Songs," he said, and all eyes turned to him. I noticed a girl from the Red Squad turn to watch him, one eyebrow raised as if he intrigued her.
"What was that, Ian? Would you like to fill us in on what you know about this creature?" Miss Rue asked in her gentle yet excited tone. I could see the pride on her face,her squad knew more about the creature. Probably more than the others themselves.
"It’s a faun-like creature. His name is Eliot. Long white hair, long beard. Horns like a ram’s, overgrown with vines and thorns. Wears nothing but leaves and bark. Goat legs. Hooves. Eyes that don’t blink. Carries a flute and never stops playing it."
As Ian came to the front, he brushed past me with his shoulder, bumping me to the side. I frowned and groaned, but no one interrupted him, even though I was certain others saw how disrespectful and mannerless he was.
"There’s a small creature always near him. Some kind of forest lizard or dragon. Harmless-looking, but probably not. He doesn’t talk. Just plays. And the music gets into your head if you’re not careful. They say he was betrayed by someone he loved. Now he doesn’t let anyone get close and wants everyone to hate their mate before they get betrayed," he explained, stopping in front of me.
Somehow, his words made me feel uneasy. The creature must be dangerous, then. Something that can harm you from miles away is always more dangerous than something that has to come close to attack.
"Wow, Ian. How do you know all that?" Miss Rue looked so impressed with him. The others were just staring.



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