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own respective clans are quite specific for them." I asked the royal tutor, Sir Bernard who home schooled my twin sister, Gwendolyn and I. He was one of

heard Gwendolyn say, placing one leg over

ndolyn who didn't look like she cared about what h

in confusion at her outrag

ld fathom. Gwendolyn has always been very smart, strong and courageous,

our father and the kingdom." I retorted, my voice a lot higher than I would have wanted i

while dropping her leg an

attention back to him, yet the tension in the remain only grew stronger. I knew Gwendolyn so well and

ntion to me and with a smile he said, "Humans," which was the category I belonged because unlike my sister who was already actively displaying her fangs since childhood,

"they are merely surviving on father's pity, else they

she hissed, exposing her long sharp fang

a sigh of relief, I gulped, for one too many reasons I was scared of her even when I was the older twin. I have always had the feeling that sh

nt fights, "They all coexist as a result of peace. The peace treaty which hold

endolyn asked but Sir Bernard rolled h

tudy, panting furiously, "The king requests your presenc

n to me as if resisting the urge to reply to our father. When his

is wolf and she winced, "You must me behave!" He o

minutes to regain her composure before

l alive?" She asked an obvious rhetorical question wh

like mom. What a shame." She said, slapping her tongue on teeth

e close but the moment Gwendolyn got to know what she was and the difference, she

tupid." I muttered in a low tone, regretting it that inst

." She said in a sing-song voice, leaving her seat and takin

w heavy and I was getting even more scared. "Gwendolyn, that is…" I watched her hand which she placed in front of

screamed in fear as her tongue licked the side of my neck, "Please!" I cried, her eyes hadn't changed its color yet, they never ha

felt her cold canine on my neck and instantly shut my eyes, expecting

yet I was shaky. I raised my hand to feel his beard while admiring his hard face and he

came ill. Neither has he shaved his beard. I guess this was one of the things truelove could

h his hand and I smiled, still in shock from what happened. Gwendolyn ha

ees with her head hanging low. "How. Many . Time's up I have to warn you not to try such a

h before nodding. I didn't want him to take any rash action

his servants while referring to Gwen. After th

was the right word. I think that was because he wouldn't be around all the time to save me. I wonder what would have