Candela

“Werewolves…” Candela uttered as she felt how her ability succumbed her.

It was a legend. It is a part of their legend, their race’s history. Vampires and werewolves are great enemies. They can not be together, they can not live together that is why their races have been separated long time ago. Thousands of years have passed since the epic battle between the clans of vampires and werewolves happened and to prevent the same war to happen again, their God’s and Goddesses separated them.

The vampires’ world then became separated from the werewolves’ world and forbid by their God not to ever see each other again as it will only caused war between the two races.

So now, Candela can not understand why her mother, Amari is associating with these werewolves whom they considered as the great threath on their races.

“Candela!” Someone dragged her out of the werewolf’s face.

When she faced that someone, another werewolf welcomed her. If she wasn’t mistaken, it was the werewolf who smiled at her earlier. She tugged out her arms to the werewolf and was about to attack him too when a strong grip stopped her.

“Enough,” Amari said with so much stress on her voice.

Candela gritted her teeth before tilting her head. She glanced at those werewolves with her caustic eyes.

“They are our visitors so treat them well,” Amari explained but she highly disagree with that.

She shook her head. “Treat them well? Can you hear yourself, my mother?” she asked, giving sarcastic emphasis on the last two words.

Heck! How she hate it calling her ‘my mother’.

“They are not our enemy, Candela–”

“Not our enemy? Ob, yeah… maybe they are not YOUR enemy but for ME, they are my enemy. They are werewolves and you know that vampires like me can not be friend with them. And now, you are expecting me to treat them well, to be nice at them because they are YOUR visitors? Well, spare me, Amari. Spare me cause I will never be nice to them,” she said, throwing dagger looks on those three werewolves.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The woman whom she just attack earlier seems recovered from what she did. The other man-except from the younger man whom dragged her- seems unbothered. While the man, that werewolves who dragged her earlier is staring at her with a grin on his lips. He seems checking her out or what?! And she hate it, it’s making her boiled in anger again.

No one dared to looked at her like that. There’s only one man that she allowed to stared at her in that way and it was her mate, it was Blade.

“You are right about her, Amari,” said by the stoic man. “She really a brave woman, and I do think, Lucas and her are compatible.”

Candela’s brows form a straight line when she heard what the stoic man just said.

Compatible?

Lucas?

And who the fact is that Lucas?

“I told you, William… my daughter is one of a kind,” Amari praised, glancing at her with a smile but she leered on her. “Let’s take a seat, my dear daughter. The foods are not good when they gets cold… especially the coffee.”

Though Candela didn’t want the idea to join her mother and her visitors on the breakfast, she can’t argue anymore as her mother dragged her already. Amari guided her on the seat next to her.

She sighed as she watch the maids putting foods on their plates. But what fueled her annoyance even more is the man in front of her. If is not mistaken, this man is the man their calling Lucas.

“Candela, let me introduce our visitors to you,” her mother suddenly broke the silence invading the whole dining room.

“Please to meet Alpha William together with his Luna, Maya.” When Candela lifted her head, she saw how the two werewolves being mentioned by her mother smiled at her. But instead of smiling back, she gave them a flat emotion.

What is her mother expecting to her, be nice to them for real? Never.

“And the young man in front of you is Lucas, their first born. He is the next Alpha of their pack that is why they are here.”

Candela furrowed.

“They are here because the heir of the throne of their pack is looking for his soon to be Luna–”

“Should I give concern? So what if she needs his Luna? I don’t care–”

“Yes you should care, my lady…” Candela leered at Lucas. “You should care about me because starting today, I already found my soon to be Luna.”

Candela’s brow twitched. “Then congratulation, stinky werewolves,” she replied in mockery.

Lucas smirked before leaning backward. Putting his both arms at his nape. “Congratulation too, my lady…”

“Excuse me?” Candela asked in confusion.

“You congratulate me because I already found my Luna so I need to congratulate you too as you are my soon to be Luna,” Lucas announced making her mouth gaped opened.

It was like a bomb dropped in front of Candela. Shock ate her alive instantly as she staring at Lucas who is smirking proud on her.

“Me? Your Luna?” She laughed. “Are you out of your mind? Do you really think that you I could be your Luna? This is a funny jokes.” Candela laugh again humorless.

“Candela… my dear daughter. What Lucas says is going to happen.” She harshly glanced at Amari.

“For real or not, still, I will never be his Luna. You all go crazy. I am already mated, just to inform you.” She looked at Lucas again. “Do you want a second hand Luna, Mister?” she asked, smirking at him.

“As far as I know, werewolves are very strict on their rules. For choosing their leader, they have very strict rules that should follow. Do you think, your pack will like it if they found out that they Alpha is giving them an already mated Luna? And do you think they will like to know that their Luna is came from their great enemy?”

“That’s not a problem, my lady…” Lucas answered unbothered. “Our whole pack is already expecting their Luna… be it a fairy, a werewolf, a siren or even a vampire.”