Daylen was sedated to allow him to get some rest. He was on edge since he woke up and Syvan doubted that he would be able to fall asleep on his own.
A few minutes after he fell asleep. The nurse exited the room crossing paths with a man in a black leather jacket.The man entered the room and locked the door behind him. He sauntered over to the bed and glanced down at Daylen. The male looked better than when they brought him in, he wasn't so pale anymore."Zane, where are we so far?" Syvan raised the question turning away from Daylen."So far, we can deduce that this man was held captive as a blood source," he said. "Which explains why his body is drained of blood and the reason he is still alive," he added firmly.Syvan clenched his fist. Various magical beings used people and other magical creatures to feed the bloody vampires and it sickened him.The Oakenheart we're simply inhumane. Treating people who are alive in such troubling and heartless ways. And hence, he had vowed to stop them at all costs. To end their reign of terror all over the country."Do you have a lead to explain why he was kept alive until today?" Syvan questioned.Zane shook his head. He had not found the reason why Daylen stood out from all other victims of the blood traders. Normally the victims were kept alive only for a few months at most before they were disposed of in pieces.This was the first time anyone taken by the ruthless blood traders had been rescued.Since there were no other victims found dead or alive at the location that they raided. It made them question the reason that the blood traders kept Daylen alive for so long.From the blood work that was done. The doctors discovered that the poison in his system had been flowing through his bloodstream for a long time. Which indicated that Daylen was held longer than all victims of the blood traders."What did the doctor say?" Zane inquired to kill the silence that had fallen into the room."He is recovering but there is a problem," Syvan uttered and paused weighing on the words that he was going to say next. "He is recovering slower than normal. When his results show that he is a werewolf."The news came as a shock to Zane. He didn't anticipate hearing that from his boss, he was Syvan's right hand and he understood how much it hurt him each time they discovered a werewolf victim of the blood traders."He has likely lost touch with her werewolf," Zane commented.Syvan nodded. It pained him to see the state in which Daylen was, the boy was not an ordinary werewolf. He was his mate and they treated him as less than a human being.The reality he was faced with made his blood boil third degree. Seeing the wounds on Daylen ignited a new flame in his heart, a fire that was pushing him to ensure that the blood traders were eradicated from the surface of the earth."One more thing you should know," he let out and halted. Creates some suspense to build up the courage to tell his right hand the truth about Daylen."He is my mate," he admitted to Zane.Zane's jaw dropped. His mind was blown away by the news that his boss had just dropped on him. He didn't know how to react to the fact that the man was Syvan's mate.He wasn't the only one that was still adjusting to the news. Syvan had no idea what he was supposed to do with the knowledge that the male was his mate.Or how he was going to break it to him that they were fated partners. There was no way for him to be sure that Daylen was ready for something like that.At that very moment, it was more urgent to save him and help him heal than to weigh the burden of their bond to him. He ran his hand through Daylen's hair gently trying to ease his worries."What are you going to do?" Zane raised a question after processing everything in his mind."I have no idea," Syvan answered honestly. The first thing on his mind was to help Daylen get better from the trauma of the pain that was inflicted on him.He figured, there was no way that his mental state would be able to get over everything that he had endured."We have your back. The blood moon circle will have your back and together, we will figure this out," Zane said in a comforting way.He placed his hand on Syvan's shoulder and squeezed it gently. No matter what came their way, the circle will stay by their leader and fight until the end."Thank you," Syvan let out.He reached out for his phone. He played some soothing music and set the phone next to Daylen to help him sleep peacefully.Syvan pulled the blanket over Zander's body and tucked him in bed. He watched over him with a weak smile on his face. He raided Oakenheart's hidden warehouse for one reason, to rescue his childhood friend. But got to find his mate.Daylen gave him hope. If the blood traders kept Daylen for as long as they did. Then there was a chance that his childhood best friend was also still alive. He crossed his fingers and prayed that she holds on until he finds her and brings her home.He hoped that she was as strong as Daylen and would not break from the torture the monsters were putting her through."You are safe now," he whispered to Daylen. "I won't ever let those monsters hurt you again," he vowed."Not alone, the circle won't even let them cast their evil shadow on him," Zane assured Syvan and excused himself.He walked out of the room quietly and closed the door before vanishing down the hallway.Daylen tossed and turned in bed. He could hear the mocking laughter of the devil in his ear. The ruthless words and the brutal hits that the beast landed on his body.He tightens his hands around the bedsheets. His body shivered, the feeling was so real as though he was still there in that room with him.Daylen's breath became heavy. His chest moved up and down in slow motion as he tried to hold on to the little strength he had left.The monster's hands trailed up to his neck. "How dare you live slut?" the man raised a question to him right before he began to choke the life out of him."Ahhh," Daylen coughed waking up from his sleep. He placed his hand on his neck and heaved for breath. Cold sweat trickled down his forehead and back.Daylen's eyes moved around the room. Seeing the lights gave him small comfort, at least he wasn't back in the darkroom.Then, Syvan walked in through the door carrying a cup of coffee and a bowl of porridge. He had been starving since they raided the ware
Syvan sat in his office staring at the files from the raid. He was determined to find out more about the blood traders.He read through the files trying to see if he had missed anything the first time. To save his friend, he had to go the extra mile to find the Oakenheart organization.He was hopeful that there was some clue in the files that might lead back to the mastermind in charge of the notorious group. A group whose name shook people to their core.Zane walks into the office with a frown on his face. There was bad news that he had to deliver to the vampire prince and was nervous about it.The prince had trusted everyone with an important task and they failed him. That too after he had given the prince his word that the circle had his back and won't let him down.It felt like he had overestimated the circle's capability to help the vampire prince. It fell on him to deliver the news since he was the prince's, right-hand man."What is it?" Syvan questioned sensing the tension in Z
"Ahh," Daylen screamed in panic.He was pulled out of the closet in one swift movement. His heart skittered. He came out with his eyes closed.The sight of the monster was not one he wished to see. He wasn't sure he could handle the darkness after his heart had glanced at the hope that is his savior."We should hurry on out of here," Zane voiced out.Daylen's eyes shot open. The voice was unfamiliar to him so he opened his eyes to check who he was. His heart jumped with joy when he saw that it was Syvan that came for him."Hold on," Syvan let out before carrying Daylen in his arms. He walked over to the window with him. It was the only way out of the room, the blood traders had invaded the whole hospital and his circle was still twenty minutes out.He had to rescue his mate before he was taken from him. Daylen was lost. Being in Syvan's hold, he felt so calm and safe. The worries he had just seemed to fade away.Daylen rested his head on Syvan's shoulder and let the man carry him. The
Daylen lost consciousness. Syvan held him in his arms and watched the wolves, vampires, and witches get back to normal. They blinked their eyes in confusion. Looked at him to explain what happened.Syvan stared down at his mate. He gently wrapped a warm hand around him. Zane saw his boss quiet and took action. He ushered all the wolves, vampires, and witches out of the compound.He too was confused about what happened. It felt like the full moon, the sun, and all the stars had aligned right before him commanding him to turn and protect them. It was the strangest feeling he had ever had.The members of the circle helped him clear the grounds. Soon there was no other wolf, witch, or vampire in sight other than them. But they knew that it wasn't the end of the matter. Something had pulled them to their home and got them to submit.The other packs, covens, and circles weren't going to let that go so easily. Their troubles had just begun.Syvan laid Daylen on his bed, he was tongue-tied ab
Syvan sat on the bed beside Daylen. He was lost on how to handle the news that he received about the boy's fate. He looked a little better than when they found him but he was still weak.The words of Lyzia echoed in his mind. A werewolf that wasn't bound by the moon was an impossible existence. But Daylen lay right there next to him and he was proof that it was highly possible. Unknown to him was the part of the vision Lyzia didn't disclose. Of him being a vampire that wasn't bound by the sun. The thoughts of what Daylen could do terrified him. His power was a blessing and a curse. On one hand, he could grow strong and no one would be able to hurt him the way the blood traders did.And on the other hand, was the wicked world that would go to great lengths to use him or eliminate him from the surface of the earth in fear. His powers put a target on his back, one that will never go away.Daylen opened his eyes. His eyes saw Syvan, his muscles calmed down. He didn't lift his head from t
The fear of losing everything was making Daylen very uncomfortable. He wanted to be open and enjoy the party that Syvan had hosted for him.But deep down he was scared, afraid of taking that one step closer to everyone at the party. The man told him that he was a vampire, a mythical creature born to rule the vampire kingdom, Erelandia.A vampire prince to be precise and the party was all part of Syvan's plan to get him acquainted with the rest of the circle members.Daylen was not a believer in magic or fairy tales. It seemed fate had a different saying on the matter. As his life was becoming more magical with every single day.First, he was rescued from the blood traders. Syvan Has sworn to do everything in his power to hunt them down and make them pay for everything that they did to him.The second magical thing that happened to him, was meeting Syvan. The man was a God-sent and the best thing that ever walked in his direction. He was like a warm light but had been sent from above t
"They also mentioned something about you ruling next to me. If you impress the ancestors," he added sternly.Syvan tried to process the words that Daylen let out to him. He couldn't understand what the young male meant by 'if he impressed the ancestors'.Everything about Daylen was strange. It scared him, he worried for the man's safety.The party went on, with the members of his circle having the time of their lives. He tried to enjoy the party too, yet his mind kept drifting back to Daylen.The young wolf was seated in the corner slowly sipping at his drink avoiding contact with everyone at the party. It was a little sad to watch him.Syvan understood that it will take time for Daylen to warm up to the rest of the family. He wished Daylen knew that there was no pressure to fitting, he should take it easy and slowly work on getting better.As though reading his mind, Daylenlooked up at him. Their eyes locked. Daylen gave him a weak smile and he nodded in response.Having a mate was d
It was the first time that Daylen felt that kind of pain. All his life he had known the pain of the highest degree yet this was the first time the pain came without a wound. He couldn't put it into words. Watching Zane with Syvan, seeing how he made Syvan happy tore at his heart. It was unbearable. A burning desire to get Syvan far away from the man grew inside him. But more than that was the insecurity of losing Syvan to the man, there was so much the man was capable of that was impossible for Daylen to do. Zane was free to converse with Syvan as much as he desired while he was too scared to be close to him. The thought of Syvan closing the doors of his life to him was knocking loudly in his heart. Causing pain to course through Daylen's body that was worse than any physical injury he had. Daylen cried his eyes out. Unable to explain to Syvan how badly it hurt. His mind is chaotic. Yearning for the warmth Syvan stood to offer him. The desire to have him, hold him, and never let hi