Full Moons is a spin-off to Bad Encounters with Vampires. This is all about Dementia (aka Drake's 'daughter', meaning he turned her) and her time with the werewolves. You will find that the two stories overlap in time!! It would be wise to read the other story before this one :)

This story is rated M for a reason.

If you're just reading this story, I will be giving more background information in the next chapter, but if things dont make sense...SORRY! Check out my other story.

Maddly Riddled

"Drake, I need to talk to you," Jared said, marching into the Lead Elders office.

Jadis and Drake looked up from their individual seats within his office. Drake's eyes burned a fearsome black as they gazed up at him from the winged armchair behind his desk. Their color always made others wonder what was so different about their Leader. From what others had been saying, Drake's eyes had never turned red, just black.

"Now's not the best time Jared…"Jadis started, but Drake cut her off.

His low baritone voice reverberated off the walls as he spoke, "Dementia's been taken by the Lycans, Jared."

Jared physically pulled back from them in disbelief. Drake's daughter Dee? Kidnapped by Lycans? "How? She's the greatest assassin that we've ever had! How could she get caught?"

Drake hit the desk in an outburst of anger. "I don't know! Why don't you go ask the fucking dogs how they managed to kidnap her?!"

"Drake, you've just caught the boy off guard, no need to lose your temper," intervened Jadis. "Chace led her right to them," she told Jared. "We only just found out. She's always gone so long from home without ever contacting us we didn't think anything of her disappearance. We assumed she was just doing a thorough job of her assignment. It was only yesterday that someone picked up her scent in the forest, drenched with the smell of four lycans."

Shouldn't they know better than to assume anything anymore? We're in a war for Akakios' sake, Jared thought to himself. "And you also found Chace's tracks out in the forest as well?"

Jadis nodded her head, but Drake slumped back in his chair, looking far off into the wall.

"Our guess is Dementia had been tracking a group of werewolves who had been keeping an eye on our castle. We assume she set out to kill them. That's when she would have run into Chace, literally from what the tracks tell us. He avoided a confrontation and doubled back at a run through the trees, leading Dementia into the trap."

"And now they have her," Drake whispered dangerously.

"If the Lycans find out who she is they'll use her against you, against the coven. They know what she means to you, Drake, but fortunately not of her role within the coven." Jared pointed out.

"Don't you think I know that boy?" shouted Drake, standing up again, and in the next moment was two breaths from Jared's face. "They could be doing anything to my daughter as we speak," he hissed.

"Do we send someone after her?" Jadis asked.

Drake stepped away from Jared and collapsed in his seat, putting his head in his hands on the desk. "No."

"But Sire," protested Jared. He, as well as everyone in the coven, knew how much that girl meant to their Elder.

"No. We can do nothing. If we send a retrieval party they will use her for the advantage and end up killing them all. We cannot risk losing any more members of this coven."

"She's strong. She will make it through," Jadis offered sympathetically.

"Maybe," Drake whispered.