Prolouge

Prolouge

The war had all but grand to a halt in the blink of an eye

Felix the most feared and ruthless leader ever to rule the werewolve land had finally been killed.

The werewolves of the world scattered to the wind in a single evening of flame and retrubution. Victory it seemed was in our grasp. The very birth right of our kind.

The cards of fate for the vampires had been dealt and it was my turn to make a move.