“When the clock strikes midnight, the hunting ground will be open outside the wall,” the note read.
Sylvia’s POV
There were more guards near the wall today than usual. Geoffrey might have suspected that we had gone outside the wall last night, thus strengthened security.
I hid in the shadows while waiting for the nearby group of guards to pass by. Once the coast was cleared, I went through the same hole in the wall from yesterday and got out.
As soon as I got out, something felt off immediately. There was no one on the streets tonight. The city looked abandoned.
Even the air was a little weird.
It was so quiet that even the rustling of the leaves in the wind could be heard.
All lights in the buildings were out, including even the residential buildings in the distance.
I pursed my lips and observed the road.
It was impossible for all the werewolves outside the wall to suddenly disappear overnight. The only possibility was that they all went to a certain place for some common reason.
I thought of what Felix had told me and began to feel uneasy.
I was going to send Rufus a message to tell him that something was wrong, but I realized my pocket was empty. I had forgotten my phone somewhere.
I decided to go to the sewer from yesterday to see if I could find Felix.
Because of the water that was released last night, there were puddles everywhere. My trousers had gotten wet from walking all the way.
As expected, Felix was not in the sewer.
At this time, I heard a faint bell ring from the outside. It should be the hourly reminder. Based on the time I left off, I guessed it was exactly midnight.
However, this time last night, I didn’t remember hearing a bell ring.
Things felt even weirder.
Suddenly, it started to grow noisy outside the sewer. I thought I even heard shrill screams.
My chest tightened and I wanted to have a look, but the clacking sounds of high-heeled shoes suddenly echoed, as if someone was walking toward me. I instinctively hid and held my breath, careful not to make a sound.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Soon, it stopped at the entrance of the sewer.
I continued to stay in the dark and didn’t dare to move. I smelled a faint rose fragrance. That was probably from the person with the heels.
Still, there was something strange about it. The scent seemed similar to the slave Ashley, combined with the smell of blood.
All of a sudden, the sewer lid opened up, letting in a bright light. I shrank back into the wall, hoping not to be seen.
An enchanting female voice came from above.
“Let’s see if there are any wolves hiding in here today. Are you well-hidden in there? I’m coming for you.”
The voice then disappeared. For a few moments, I waited quietly and made sure she was gone before moving my feet, slowly trying to poke my head out.
But as soon as I stretched out my neck, a head of golden hair popped into the sewer entrance.
Instantly, I backed up into the wall again.
“Oh!” The woman sounded excited. “I smell a wolf here. You better hide well, my dear. We’re going to play hide and seek.”
The sound clacking heels followed, but this time it was faster and sounded threatening.
As the footsteps got closer, I got shocked because I could smell her scent more clearly.
The woman who appeared out of nowhere was not a werewolf at all. She was a vampire.
Sylvia’s POV
What the hell was going on? How could a vampire sneak into werewolf territory and lurk around out in the open?
My mind was full of questions I couldn’t answer.
If I heard what this woman said correctly, it seemed this was not her first time coming to the sewer to look for werewolves. She was doing it with much ease, too. Clearly, she was hunting.
While I was busy trying to figure out why she was here, her voice echoed again. “Come out, come out, wherever you are.”
My entire body froze up and I had no choice but to stay on standby.
“Well, if you don’t come out, that’s fine. Just don’t be mad when I ruthlessly drag you out of hiding.” I could tell she slowed down, just like a predator on the prowl. Surely, she could smell my scent at this point, because she was getting close.
“I’m already thinking of ways to make you suffer. How does sucking all the blood out of you and making you into a wolf-skin lantern sound? What perfect timing. My bedside lamp is broken. Now I’ll have something new to replace it.” The woman let out a chilly laughter, which sounded even creepier in the empty sewer.
While carefully listening for her footsteps, I was also able to estimate her strength by observing her breathing pattern.
A strong warrior’s breathing was usually light and stable. From what I could hear, this woman did not seem very strong.
While in the sewer, she had already exposed her super power as well, which was control of light. Wherever she walked, golden lamps would appear and light up the wall.
Although it was nice to look at, it was not that practical in combat.
If this was going to be a one-on-one battle, I should be able to take her on.
Suddenly, the woman chuckled. “Why haven’t you run away? Are you really waiting to see me?”
I continued to hold my breath as I waited for her to get closer.
“Oh, I can’t believe you’ve just accepted your fate like that. How boring.” She clicked her tongue, and then her tone became cold. “Fine, then I will no longer spare you the agony.”
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