Prologue

His back ached and his arms felt like pieces of lead. Chains were wrapped around all his limbs and something all too much like a collar was enclosed around his neck, dragging him to the floor. He tried and failed to lift his head.

'Where am I?'

The scene around him was familiar; and though he had actually only actually been here once in his long entire life, he had visited it often enough in his nightmares.

'I'm dreaming, or quite possibly dying'

He had always heard that your life flashed before your eyes just before you die.

A well known voice called his name, and he had to crane his neck in effort to see directly in front of him. It was in that moment he knew he was not dead, because his heart almost stopped.

"Sonja?" he croaked.

She stood not two meters away chained to a post by her arms. She saw he was awake and tried to smile.

'This isn't real, this isn't happening'

He stared at her in disbelief

'You've been dead for over 600 years!'

Heavy footsteps marched towards the dungeon and the heavy door opened revealing

'Victor, Cold hearted son of a bitch'

He snarled low in his chest at the regal vampire monarch. Centuries of unquenched hatred burned in his heart.

The lord of the vampires on spared the furious werewolf a passing glance. Instead he walked over to his daughter.

'If he touches her, I'll rip his head off'

Victor spoke to his daughter softly. Sonja drew her head back and spat.

'Bravo Sonja!'

Victor wiped his face and the look of sorrow turned to rage. Turning his back on his daughter and her lover he stormed out of the torture chamber, pausing only to nod at the overseer in a shadowy corner.

As soon as Victor had left the dungeon and the heavy doors were shut securely behind him The Overseer turned to a wheel secured to the wall.

'Oh no you don't'

He didn't know how or why he was here but he wasn't going to sit here and do nothing.

His bones twisted and creaked and his whole body shuddered. Fur grew and claws exploded out of fingers.

He stood to his full height and the chains that had held him down snapped with a noise that sounded like fire crackers.

The Overseer hearing the noise turned to see what was happening. And he could only stare in shock at the full grown werewolf.

"The moon hasn't risen!" he yelled at his former prisoner in shock

All his former prisoner was thinking was:

'So?'

With a savage roar the werewolf leaped at the vampire, knocking him into the wall so hard his neck snapped with a wet crunch. Turning around with lightning speed he attacked Sonja's chains with gutso. Sonja ducked her head, hoping that those humongous talons wouldn't miss their mark. With one more massive swipe she was free.

'Time to go'

With the sun setting outside, he took Sonja up in his arms and barrelled towards the window that stood about 5 meters above the ground.

They smashed through it with the force of a semi trailer.

Even before they hit the ground, Sonja was screaming in pain and trying to cover her face. Thankfully the sun was just about set.

'Almost home free'

The sun dipped below the horizon and Sonja lifted her face out of his chest. And he touched her scorched face tenderly.

'We're free'