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The entire room was silent. They all stared with wide eyes at the woman called Bridget. Bridget kept her sight on Alvin, eyebrows pulled close together, as she waited for some kind of response. Alvin looked directly at the woman. Even though he was watching her, his eyes indicated that he was very far away, maybe somewhere where what she just said wasn't true.

Alvin murmured more to himself than to anyone around him, "How can this be?"

Bridget sighed, "Mixes are complicated. They can be a variety of combinations. Mixes can be composed of a small portion of wolf's blood, a large section of vampire's blood, completely in half, or even more various types."

Alvin didn't respond. He was hardly listening. He watched Bridget through glassy eyes.

Bridget hesitantly said, "Brittany is…special."

The sound of Brittany's name caught Alvin's attention. He slowly focused on Bridget, "How so?"

Bridget suddenly appeared very tired. She ran her hands through her dark red hair, letting out a weak sigh. She rubbed her temples, looking at Alvin once again. Moments ago, his amber eyes looked so distant, but now they stared at Bridget with such an intensity that she had to turn her eyes downward.

Alvin asserted, "Bridget, tell me."

Bridget, feeling overpowered by Alvin's mere stare, began explaining, "The wolf and vampire portions of Brittany are equal."

Simon chimed in, "Wouldn't that make Brittany like Cyrus?"

Bridget shook her head, "No, unlike Cyrus, Brittany's vampire and wolf side haven't mixed. Her sides have remained separated. They're like oil and water. They neutralize each other. Because neither of her sides have become dominant over the other or have combined, Brittany has been left without any abilities. She's a human."

Alvin gritted his teeth and turned his head downward. He muttered to himself, "That's unfair."

Simon frowned and protested, "But, Bridget, Brittany can't be a regular human. I mean, she's a human formed from a vampire and wolf. There has to be something more to her."

Brandon, entering the conversation for the first time in a while, stated, "Brittany is not a regular human."

Everyone watched him patiently for an explanation. Alvin glanced upward at Brandon.

Brandon continued lazily, "Brittany is the one protecting the town."

The Sevilles appeared puzzled. Simon opened his mouth to question what Brandon said, but Steven covered his mouth.

Brandon continued, "Brittany's blood is what keeps us all safe. The smell of her blood is very rich and wonderful. It's so strong that it not only envelopes the whole town, but the entire surrounding forest."

"But I can't smell anything right now," Simon interrupted.

"Once you've been in the forest for so long, you become used to the scent of Brittany's blood and soon you don't even know that you're smelling it," Brandon explained.

Gesturing to Miranda, Callisto added in, "I understand that Allison has a good nose, but even she wouldn't have been able to tell that Miranda had been following your pack. The smell of Brittany's blood overcame Miranda's own scent. Allison became used to the aroma of Brittany's blood, and it left her unable to truly smell what was around her."

Allison looked embarrassed. She turned her head the other way.

The rest of the Sevilles became silent as they thought over the information. Allison glanced towards Alvin and frowned when she couldn't see his face. Alvin stared straight down, making it unable for everyone to see his expression.

Simon leaned forward in his chair. He placed his chin on top of his folded hands, which were supported by his elbows resting on the table. He looked at Brandon curiously, "So, would Brittany's blood be considered a prize?"

Brandon stated, "Brittany's blood is highly valued. She herself is a treasure. Her blood is definitely an item vampires crave, and we're very sure that the meat on her bones would more than satisfy a wolf."

Alvin turned his eyes dangerously to Brandon, "So, you're saying that Brittany's basically a feast."

Brandon nodded, looking unfazed by the statement.

Bridget continued, "Because she has both wolf and vampires parts, though neutralized, the vampires and wolves of Shroudsville love her. She's one of us. Brittany's very important to all of us. That's why she wasn't allowed to meet any of you for a very long time. We don't want to put her in danger."

Callisto said, "Look, Brittany doesn't know anything about this. So even with this knowledge now, none of you can say anything."

That infuriated Alvin. He felt his blood beginning to boil. He squeezed his hands into fists. Alvin growled, narrowing his eyes, "Why would you keep something so important from her?"

Brandon stated emotionlessly, "It's important that she doesn't know any of this. If Brittany were to know, she would run away, possibly to a human city. She would be out in the open where it would be easier for her to be killed. If we do not tell her, Brittany is allowed to live a very peaceful life without worry of being killed. She has a very difficult task, and this is only way she won't have to stress over her duty."

Alvin snarled, "You're keeping her caged like a bird!"

Brandon eyed Alvin dangerously, "I don't believe it's your place to tell me how I should or shouldn't care for my daughter."

Alvin opened his mouth to protest. He slowly shut it, looking down. He growled lowly to himself.

Brandon asked in an irritated tone, looking at everyone, "Does anyone have anything else to add?"

Everyone remained silent. They all glanced between Alvin and Brandon, concerned looks on their faces.

Brandon stated sharply, "Good. Miranda, bring Brittany back."

Miranda nodded her head and exited the room. Brandon narrowed his eyes at the Seville pack, "If anyone mentions the information they heard to Brittany, I'll kill you."

The Sevilles, understanding the threat, nodded in agreement. They mentally prepared themselves for the return of the human. There was a silent curiosity surrounding the room, moving in closer. Alvin stared at the entryway of the dining room, nervously awaiting Brittany's arrival. He stared anxiously, fidgeting slightly at the smallest sound. The people of the dining room heard the clicking of her heels as she made her way down the hallway. Alvin's breath hitched in her throat when his eyes met her icy blue ones.

Brittany re-entered the room, a big smile on her face. Her eyes searched the gloomy room, her smile slowly sinking. Brittany glanced at her father, who was looking once again at his plate. Sighing, Brittany took her seat. The dining room was quiet with no one uttering a word.

Brittany glanced sideways at her father. Muttering, she asked, "What'd you guys talk about?"

Brandon, picking up his cup and lifting it to his lips, stated, "It was nothing that concerns you."

Alvin, glaring down at his lap, saw Brittany's hands squeeze the table out of his peripheral vision. He gritted his teeth, holding in a growl aimed at Brandon.

Brittany, trying to restart the conversation, asked Alvin, "So, where exactly are you guys from?"

Alvin, instead of responding, stood up. He coldly said, "We need to go."

Brittany looked taken aback, "What?"

Alvin turned his not-so-warm honey colored eyes towards the girl, "My family and I have to leave. We're going back to our hotel, grabbing our things, and leaving Shroudsville. This place is too messed up."

Brandon looked satisfied with the words spilling from Alvin's mouth. He leaned back in his chair and silently watched the interchange.

Brittany frowned, slowly standing to her feet, "Why? Why is this happening so suddenly?"

Alvin didn't answer Brittany. He signaled to his pack and walked out the front door with each member of his pack following him quietly. They walked out into the dark night.

Brittany remained where she was, tears slowly coming to her eyes. She had her mouth open slightly, a silent protest escaping her lips.

"Well, they were nice people, hm?" Brandon said, looking pleased with the results of the night.

Brittany turned her eyes coldly to Brandon. Her normally warm icy blue eyes were fierce, forcing a well-deserved glare at Brandon. She pushed her chair out. Running as quickly as she could manage, Brittany made her way out of the house, down the porch steps, and after the Sevilles.

"Wait!" Brittany cried out, sprinting towards the group of people.

Alvin turned on his heel, looking at the girl chasing after them, a shocked expression gracing his features. Steven opened his mouth to say something to Brittany, but Alvin put a hand up to stop him. He gestured to his pack, and they began walking again without acknowledging Brittany.

Brittany, breath already labored, pushed her body to the limit and caught up to Alvin. She swallowed buckets full of air, grabbing onto Alvin's sleeve. "W-Wait," she breathed out.

Alvin didn't utter a word to her. He kept moving, jerking his arm away so she'd release his sleeve.

Brittany frowned and followed after him, "Alvin, I'm sorry if my dad said something. He has no filter. Please, don't leave the town over something like this."

Alvin muttered, "We're going."

Brittany felt something ignite in her as she watched Alvin not even glance her way. She squeezed her hands into fists, a glare fixing on her once welcoming face. Brittany shouted, "Alvin Seville!"

Alvin turned to look at her. His whole pack stopped moving to watch them. A few people exited out of the houses surrounding them.

Alvin hissed, "What?"

Brittany stomped forward, moving so she would be standing directly in front of him. She glared into his eyes, "Look at me when I'm talking to you."

Alvin raised his shoulders, making him appear much larger. He didn't say anything. Instead, he glared daggers into her eyes.

Brittany forced the words out, "Now, why are you leaving?"

"I just heard some things I didn't like," Alvin mumbled, glancing back at her house to see her family walking towards Alvin and his pack.

Brittany stomped her foot, just narrowly missing Alvin's, "That doesn't give you a right to leave!"

Alvin felt something break inside of him. His eyes burned slightly and his body tingled. Alvin snapped at Brittany, "I have every right to leave! I don't need some little princess of a girl telling me what hell I can or cannot do!"

Brittany's eyes widened. She shut her mouth, and her shoulders dropped.

Alvin shook with anger, until he saw that look on her face. He realized what he just did. Alvin stuttered out, "B-Brittany, I'm so sorry. I-"

Brittany waved a hand to stop the spilling of words from his mouth. She turned around and started to walk quickly back to her house. Alvin followed after her, a frown etched on his lips. His heart ached, but he refused to collapse and allow the pain to consume him. Brittany was more important right now.

Alvin grabbed Brittany's hand, halting her from walking away. Brittany yelled at him, turning her eyes dangerously towards him, "Let go of me!"

Alvin opened his mouth to say something, but then something else caught his attention. He mumbled, "Shut up."

"Who do you think you are!? You think you can just tell me to shut up after yelling something like that at me!?" Brittany screamed at him. She pulled her hand back as hard as she could, but Alvin's grip was iron.

Alvin pulled Brittany close. He slapped a hand over her mouth. He mumbled once again, "Shut up, Brittany."

Poison dripped from Brittany's glare that was directed at Alvin. She screamed at him in a muffled voice, trying to push away from his hold.

Brittany's family, who had been staying at a distance from them, began sprinting towards them. Callisto shouted, "Get your hands off of her!"

Alvin glared at them, gesturing for them to stop. The Millers slowly stopped running towards them. Brandon walked slowly, narrowing his eyes. He stared out into the dark shadows of the forest. Brandon put a hand into the air and made a strange signal. Miranda moved forward. She walked past the Sevilles and stood between the forest and Alvin's pack. Her eyes traced the wooded area. Everyone, including the townspeople, felt it. They each stared out into the forest, paying close attention to whatever lay hidden in the shadows.

Brittany, an obvious extremely agitated look on her face, managed to remove Alvin's hand from her lips. She quickly pushed away from Alvin and put a large amount of space between them before she screamed in furious rage, "What the hell is going on!?"

There it was. A quick blur charged out of the forest. It weaved through everyone, avoiding every single blow aimed at it. Loud chuckles were heard from the blur.

They all saw it. There it went. It was going for Brittany. It was charging in her direction. Brittany couldn't see it. Her eyes couldn't catch something moving that fast. She continued to glare at everyone without notice of the imminent danger.

By the time Alvin finally looked at Brittany, Miranda was restraining someone from getting to her. Callisto ran forward and placed himself in between Brittany and the person Miranda held back. Alvin moved forward slowly and examined the man.

The person had hungry, blood-colored eyes which we aimed at Brittany. His pale skin seemed even lighter due to the moonlight shining down on the town. He reached one hand forward towards Brittany. A sick grin was upon his twisted face and fangs protruded from his mouth. A vampire.

Alvin, after examining the vampire, turned his sights to Brittany, and he felt his heart shatter.

Brittany stood in one place, frozen. Tears were in her eyes, and she had her fists clutched, ready to take whatever blow the vampire was about to land on her. Brittany shook lightly, and her teary and fearful eyes stared directly into the lustful red eyes. Brittany managed to whisper very quietly, "H-Help."

Miranda snatched the hand that the vampire had reaching out towards Brittany and held it back. Miranda began pulling him away from her, but the vampire fought against the woman's pull. He tried to move towards Brittany.

Brittany, still staring at the creature, stuttered, "W-What is that thing?"

The vampire lurched forward. He managed to get very close to her. His lips were near her neck. He took a deep sniff and whispered into her ear, watching the very fearful girl with glowing mischievous eyes, "You smell delicious."

Alvin squeezed his hands into fists. He took a few steps forward, but Steven stopped him.

Brandon's eyes shifted to a wine red color. He growled, "Callisto, get her inside."

Callisto grabbed a hold of Brittany's arm. He tugged on her lightly and said quietly, "Brittany."

Brittany couldn't seem to hear him. Her body shook, and a few tears had started to escape her eyes.

Alvin watched Brittany. His own eyes began watering a bit. A pang shot through his heart, and he once again moved forward to go to Brittany. Steven stopped Alvin once again.

Callisto pulled on Brittany's arm until she stumbled into the direction he was trying to take her. Callisto dragged her to the house. Brittany followed after blindly, eyes turned back towards the vampire. Bridget followed after them. They went into the mayor's house. Everyone in the surrounding area heard the door lock with their enhanced hearing. Bridget shut the curtains to the Miller home.

Brandon turned his head to the vampire. He snarled, "How did you find this place?"

The vampire chuckled, "I stumbled upon your little hunters this morning."

Brandon sent a glare towards the group of hunters, who had been out drinking only moments ago but were now watching the whole exchange of words. The hunters shifted their eyes away.

The vampire grinned at Brandon and taking notice of him being a vampire, asked, "So, are you saving the girl for a special day? May I partake in her blood with you?"

Brandon opened his mouth to speak, a furious look twisting his face, but he was interrupted by the head of the vampire being ripped off.

A wolf tackled the vampire down, his jaws clutching the neck of the vampire in his mouth. The vampire screamed, eyes wide, but the wolf bit down on his neck, separating his head from his body in a bloody manner. The wolf, a dark russet color with glowing golden eyes, stood taller than Brandon on all fours. He snarled and shook the vampire's body around, spraying blood everywhere. After a moment, he dropped the body to the ground. The wolf slowly shifted back into a human, which was a quick and almost painless process. Alvin slowly climbed off of the ground and glared down at the vampire's corpse. Blood dripped from Alvin's mouth and covered his chest. He slowly turned his gaze to Brandon and muttered, "You can't let people like this talk. They only say stupid things."

Brandon watched Alvin for a moment. Alvin stared back at him. Alvin's eyes had darkened with rage, and a emotionless look was upon his face.

Brandon slowly turned his eyes to Miranda. He nodded towards the bloody mess, "Get this cleaned up before morning."

Miranda nodded her head as a few townspeople came towards her to assist her in cleaning up the corpse.

Brandon turned away. He began heading back towards the house, not saying anything else.

Alvin stepped forward, the the blank visage disappearing from his face and being replaced by a worried expression, "What's going to happen to Brittany?"

Brandon silently waved him towards the house. Alvin followed Brandon slowly with his own pack walking after Alvin. Brandon led the group of people into the house after unlocking the door. Alvin stopped moving when he saw Brittany.

Brittany was screaming hysterically. She was being forced down onto the couch by Callisto and Cyrus. She thrashed around and yelled at two men holding her down, "Get away from me!"

Brittany heard the front door open and close. She turned her head towards the noise and was met with a bloody Alvin. Brittany's eyes widened, and she screamed louder. She fought against the people holding her down with all her might. Brittany struggled and shouted, crying for help.

Alvin watched her sadly. He didn't speak or move. He just quietly observed the distressed girl.

Brittany shouted, tearing up, "Please, get me away from here! Please! Someone! Mom, Dad, Please!"

Bridget walked towards Brittany slowly. She watched her silently.

Brittany, seeing the look on her mother's face, began shaking her head vigorously. Tears streamed down Brittany's face, and she begged her mother in a whisper, "Mom, please. What's going on? Please get me away from here."

Bridget didn't respond to Brittany. She gave the unsettled girl a comforting smile. Bridget looked at Cyrus and Callisto. She ordered kindly, "Put her on the carpet."

More tears filled Brittany's eyes, "Mom!"

Cyrus and Callisto gently moved Brittany to the carpet located in the center of the living room. Brittany fought against them, but to no avail. The two stranger males pinned Brittany to the ground easily, and she continued to fight against them.

Bridget kneeled next to Brittany. Brittany struggled against Callisto and Cyrus. She stared up at her mother, beginning to cry hard, "Why is no one answering me!? What is going on!?"

Bridget shushed the panicked girl. She pushed Brittany's bangs away from her face. Brittany sniffled and looked up at her mother.

Alvin and his pack observed the whole event silently. Alvin clutched his heart, watching Brittany with a pained expression.

Brittany looked around, breathing hard. Callisto held her head in place, so her movement was even more restricted. A terrified expression covered her face. Brittany looked up at her mother, tears streaming down her face.

Bridget smiled comfortingly at Brittany once again. Bridget slowly placed a hand over Brittany's eyes.

"What are you doing?" Brittany whispered in scared tone.

Bridget shushed Brittany. Bridget bowed her head down and slowly pressed hers and Brittany's foreheads together.

The whole room was silent. They watched the event quietly. Alvin stepped forward, seeing Bridget's motions as a threat. He narrowed his eyes at Bridget.

Bridget and Brittany both jolted at the same time. Brittany went limp. Her hands, which had been reaching up to remove Bridget's hand from her eyes, dropped to the floor. Cyrus and Callisto let go of the previously struggling girl. Bridget slowly raised her head. Bridget's eyes were closed and tears lightly streamed down her face. She opened her eyes and smiled weakly at Brandon, "She's okay."

Brandon looked relieved. He moved forward and knelt before Bridget. Using his sleeve, Brandon softly wiped away the tears from Bridget's face. Bridget smiled thankfully at Brandon. She stood to her feet slowly, wobbling slightly. Brandon held Bridget close, making sure she didn't fall.

Bridget glanced around at everyone. Alvin noticed a lot more of the townspeople were standing in the mayor's living room than before. Bridget sighed, "Brittany remembers the Sevilles leaving after having a very pleasant dinner. She and myself cleaned up the plates used during the meal. Soon after, Brittany took a shower and got straight into bed."

Brandon stated, "So, in other words, tomorrow will be normal. Spread the word."

The townspeople, who had been standing in the room, left out the front door to go tell everyone else the information.

Alvin walked towards Bridget and Brandon. A puzzled look was on his face as he said, "But, none of what you just said really happened.

Bridget smiled weakly at Alvin, "I am able to manipulate memories. It's my ability. The things I said are what Brittany remembers."

Alvin frowned and nodded, "Oh. Is she-?"

Bridget interrupted him, a smile remaining on her face, "No, she's not going to remember you blowing up in her face. Just act like nothing happened tomorrow."

Alvin nodded a tiny bit. He looked down at Brittany. The tears she had shed earlier left small stains on her cheeks. She breathed in and out quietly. Her expression was very troubled.

Brandon helped Bridget to the couch. After making sure Bridget was fine, Brandon bent down and scooped Brittany into his arms. Brandon carried Brittany away.

Bridget smiled at Alvin, "I think you all should go back to the hotel. It's been a long day. Make sure you get rid of that shirt. Get some rest."

Alvin nodded his head in silence. Allison lightly grabbed Alvin's hand. She, along with the rest of the Seville pack, led Alvin back to the hotel.

The Seville pack gathered in Alvin's temporary room after getting cleaned up. Alvin sat on the edge of his bed, gazing down at his hands. He wore a new shirt after having hidden the other one, bloodied and torn, in a drawer.

Allison sat near Alvin and tiredly rested her head against his arm. Alvin didn't take notice of her presence, instead focusing on his swirling thoughts.

Alvin looked towards Alex slowly. He asked, "What did Bridget do to Brittany?"

Alex sighed and sat at the desk in the corner of the room. He explained, "Bridget already told you she can manipulate memories. She simply replaced the memories Brittany had made with fake ones."

Still seemingly puzzled, Alvin questioned, "But what happened to her old memories? I can't imagine that they just vanished."

"Bridget's explained it to me before. It's something along the lines of a person being able to suppress only a few memories. There's a limit."

Alvin frowned. He asked, "What happens if they hit the limit?"

Alex glanced at Alvin, "Then they remember everything. The barrier blocking off the suppressed memories is destroyed, and the hidden memories come flooding back. I think that's what Bridget said to me."

"So, in other words, Brittany is eventually going to remember this night and any time before that she's seen something she wasn't supposed to see?" Alvin said quietly.

Alex nodded, "Yes, if I'm remembering what Bridget told me correctly. Bridget can only push down so many of Brittany's memories. That's probably why Brandon commands the townspeople to act like humans. If Brittany sees our world so many times, Bridget will make Brittany hit her limit, and all those memories will come rushing back."

Steven joined in the conversation, sighing and folding his arms, "And I can't imagine it'll feel too good when it happens."

Simon nodded, "It would probably be immensely painful for her memories to come back. Brittany also seems to have an inherent fear of wolves, vampires, and blood. The unnatural frightens her. By keeping their true forms a secret, I assume the people of the town only want to protect her."

The Sevilles nodded.

Alvin sat there silently. He thought over their words slowly. After a moment, he agreed with the townspeople's motives. He wanted to protect Brittany too.

Ha, I almost considered changing this chapter. I was going to go a whole different direction, but I think I liked how it turned out.

Also, I'm sorry for the wait on this chapter. I told you all last chapter I was going to be a little busier from now on, so updates are going to be delayed. I'll try my best to update as quickly as I can, though. And for all you worriers, I'm not going to abandon this story. :)

By the way, I need to say something. Thank you all for your wonderful support. It really means a lot. You guys motivate me to write more and more each day. I really am grateful for all that you guys have done for me. Thank you.

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