THREADS OF DESTINY: The sacred oath

THREADS OF DESTINY: The sacred oath

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"You were supposed to protect me ....not leave me to die ". 1837 In the distant past, when the world was young and shadows ran wild, a legendary group of ancient hunters stood as humanity's last defense against the unspeakable horror known as the Nhyxar - monstrous beings born of forbidden rituals and insatiable hunger. Among the blood and ruin, a story of tragedy, obsession, and undying love was written. Even in the face of endless despair, one beacon of hope remained. Bound by vengeance, driven by heartbreak, and strengthened by hope, they fought an endless war against the darkness. This is the forgotten battle... the untold legacy... where love becomes the fiercest weapon, and destiny is written in blood.
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"So." She mused, sliding one black nail across her lip in a sensual caress as she stared at me with eyes the color of molten gold. "You are the one they call Huntress." Disregarding the pain in my side from the most recent beating, I straightened my shoulders and stood tall, my chin jutting out in defiance. "Yes." "Mm." Those intriguing eyes watched me from her languid position on the throne. "But, you are not just a huntress, are you?" I allowed the predatory instincts I usually worked so hard to keep hidden, to surface, feeling the burning of my eyes and shifting of bones under my skin. A slow grin slid across my face as my beast stared back at her through my human skin. The Queen didn't react to my sudden change of character, instead choosing to lean forward in interest. "How fascinating." • Once, the world was ruled by humans and technology. They were governed by a president that made choices for all. Vampires, werewolves alike hid their existence from the humans for centuries, blending in as a whole. Now, they hid no more. States are now territories governed by kings and queens, humans are regarded and used for no more than their blood and body before they are discarded and forgotten. Werewolves and vampires were at war, and it was said that the wolves had all been but snuffed out, save for one. When Adira is captured while hunting outside her homeland, she is unexpectedly sold to the Queen in the North. Wolf blood is sacred, it is said to hold inexplainable powers, and as the only wolf-borne known to humans and vampires alike, Adira fears for her life. Thrown into a world governed by everything she's been trained to hate, Adira fights for her rightful place in the world, a seat at the Queen's side. But proving her worth won't be easy, the price for failure is her life.

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