Chapter 141

Third Person

Within the clandestine chambers of the vampire council, discontent festered like a venomous serpent. The elders, adorned in regal attire that masked their disdain, convened in an opulent room veiled in shadows. Murmurs of anger echoed as they deliberated the escalating attacks on their armories, orchestrated by a mysterious alliance of wolves and vampires.

They sat around the grand table, their expressions ranging from simmering frustration to undisguised anger. These vampires, centuries old, had long thrived in the shadows, orchestrating the intricate dance of politics that governed their kind. Now, faced with an unprecedented alliance of wolves and renegade vampires, their authority was being challenged.

Dylan, in his customary dark attire, paced across the ornate chamber where the vampire council convened. His eyes, ablaze with fury, bore witness to the escalating raids on their armories, each attack cutting deeper into the core of