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Kassandra walked between the vampires and wolves, scanning the area and quickly assessing the situation.

“Azrael!” Kassandra shouted, “You dare to profane the pure spring of the moon goddess. Do you realize the sin you have committed?” Kassandra’s eyes were full of anger as she held the parchment given to her by the moon goddess.

After leaving the sanctuary, Kassandra returned to Solanum Castle and studied numerous magic books, finally deciphering the secret of the parchment. It was a new agreement bestowed by the moon goddess, a peace treaty between wolves and vampires. The witch had always served as a witness; she had been present when the first peace agreement was signed under the witness of her grandmother. The vampire king and the Alpha of the largest wolf pack each kept a copy.

“McGo Family, gather around,” Kassandra’s words were followed by the appearance of dozens of witches who materialized around Pack House, surrounding all the wolves and vampires.

Azrael tilted his neck, looking at Kassandra with confusion. He had always hated witches. These damn witches were only obstacles in his path to becoming the dominant force in the dark world. Now that they had revealed themselves, he would have to deal with them as well. Just for using the power of the spring, this damn witch dared to curse him, Azrael was seething with anger.

“Watch your tone, witch. You sound rather impolite,” Azrael said gracefully. “However, I would be willing to have our clan engage in friendly competition with witches.”

Azrael smiled, but his expression turned panicking when he saw the parchment in Kassandra’s hand.

“It seems you have brought a gift on this visit, witch.”

Kassandra held up the parchment high, announcing, “The moon goddess has granted me wisdom and power to decode the grievances between wolves and vampires. As a witness to this agreement, I must intervene and stop what is happening here. This is for the sake of peace in the dark world; there is no disobeying.”

Cyril looked up at Kassandra, feeling a sudden sense of determination. He had been shaken by the recent carnage among his pack and was at a loss. Now that Kassandra had come to assist them, The Iron Star Pack might be saved.

Azrael, however, was not intimidated by the witch. He felt confident that he would soon prevail. He could already envision himself ruling over the dark world. When his father died and he inherited the throne, he put on a facade of elegance, aloofness, and detachment. He blocked out all emotions as a vampire; they were already dead and considered superior to all living beings. He thought he would spend his life alone in this manner.

That was until the day he and his army were attacking a rebel vampire army when they were suddenly attacked by an evil witch. Azrael got lost in the forest and was ambushed by a witch. She stabbed him with a poisoned knife, and he lay dying in the forest. As he was about to lose consciousness, Azrael saw a woman. She was beautiful with blue eyes that sparkled like the ocean and lips as delicate as rose petals. This woman was also a witch, and he remained on guard until he saw her worried expression and she used her magic to heal him.

“A witch who’s willing to heal a vampire?” Azrael thought to himself, feeling a deep warmth in his heart for the first time.

As the woman focused on healing Azrael, her hair fell down, revealing her smooth neck. Azrael took a deep breath, smelling the sweet scent of her blood, and couldn’t help but bite down on her neck, savoring her blood.

Her blood flowed into his throat, and he read her memories, knowing that she was Sadie, a hybrid of a witch and a werewolf, quite mediocre in talent. However, despite being ordinary, she still exerted all her strength to help him, he knew that Sadie possessed a heart that he did not have – kindness.

Azrael felt the poison in his body completely dissipate, and regained his strength from Sadie’s blood. He looked at the unconscious Sadie and brought her back to Bran Castle.

After Sadie woke up, Azrael invited her to dinner, feeling the warmth in this woman who was bringing a bit of life into this cold, damp castle. That night, they were mutually fascinated by each other, he entered into her warm body, Azrael’s fangs bit down on Sadie’s neck, marking her. Azrael didn’t care about her identity, greedily drank from Sadie’s body, her lips, breasts, and everything else, he tasted it all.

After a night of pleasure, when Azrael woke up, he looked into Sadie’s eyes, filled with love for each other. During that time, Azrael was full of strength and hardly ever separated from Sadie. Azrael would show Sadie the aconite in the garden, watch as she used simple magic to turn the purple-blue aconite into his favorite red. However, one day Sadie touched her stomach, she felt a twinge of unease, suddenly realizing that something might be wrong with her. Without a word, Sadie left him.

After this incident, Azrael’s personality changed completely. He became even colder than before, and hated werewolves and witches even more. Azrael planned to cancel the agreement of peace with the werewolves and destroy all of them, ruling over the entire dark world.

“Do you plan on making me stop with this piece of paper? The Moon goddess is nothing more than a hypocritical goddess, otherwise she wouldn’t treat me so cruelly,” Azrael looked at Cassandra coldly, his eyes filled with hatred. His distant memories were swirling in his mind, becoming the source of his evil. Now he was just one step away from making Hazel cover the entire dark world and never wake up again. Then the vampires would have nothing to fear.

Kassandra didn’t understand Azrael’s intentions, but she had received guidance from the Moon goddess. The peace agreement required the support of someone who fully understood the three factions, and that person was the Hybrid with three bloodlines – Hazel. Hazel had been trained to fully utilize three different abilities, and she no longer feared being controlled by Azrael. Kassandra was confident in the effectiveness of the peace agreement.

However, Azrael called out, “Hazel, come here.” The vampire blood in Hazel’s body consumed the other blood and memories like a thousand worms, and she shifted into a vampire state, walking over to Azrael.

Everyone was surprised to see this. Hadn’t Hazel learned to control her powers?

“Stupid dogs and banshees! She’s my daughter, the blood that flows in her veins is mine. Do you really think you can change everything so easily? It’s laughable,” Azrael stopped beside Hazel and ran his hand over her small face.

Cyril saw all of this and was filled with anger. “Hazel! What did you do to her?” At this moment, he wanted to kill Azrael, the damn vampire who had once again turned Hazel into a living dead person.

“Hazel, remember your own consciousness!” Cyril used the mind link to contact Hazel separately, but received no response. Cyril tried using the mind link multiple times, but Hazel remained unresponsive. Then, Kassandra entered his mind.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

“Go kiss her ring, Cyril,” Cyril looked at the ring in Hazel’s hand. The sapphire was still blue, indicating that it hadn’t been affected by Azrael’s hypnosis.

The only obstacle preventing Cyril from reaching Hazel now was Azrael.

“I will duel you to the death,” Cyril’s golden eyes locked onto Azrael.