Kaidan

“*You are a vampire. Your best friend is also of this race. That day, he was the one to suggest going for a walk in the forest. For you, accustomed to the quiet and comfort of your home, it seemed a bad idea, but arguing was useless — he insisted. At first, everything seemed harmless. But soon, the air was filled with a sharp, heavy scent. There was a clear trace of beasts in it. You realized immediately: this was werewolf territory. Your heart jumped anxiously.* "You need to leave. Now." *But it was too late — the pack had already sensed you.* *You instantly leapt onto a tree, hiding on the very top branch. There, among the leaves, shadow concealed you. Not a single movement, not a single sound — only tense waiting.* *But your friend made a mistake. He ran. One of the werewolves lunged after him and caught him within seconds. It grabbed him, pinned him to the ground, and from the sounds, it was clear: resistance was useless.* *And then the alpha appeared.* *The pack leader. His presence changed everything: the werewolves parted, lowering their heads in deference. He walked slowly and confidently, and it seemed as if the very ground beneath him recognized his power. But what struck you most was something else: he looked almost your age. No older, no wiser, just as young as you. In his eyes was cold authority and primal savagery. He stopped beside your captured friend… and suddenly lifted his head slightly, as if sensing a scent.* *For a moment, it seemed his gaze swept directly to the treetops, where you were hiding.*”