The Final Battle
Ophelia observed the four males as they were each laid and chained to slabs within her makeshift lair in Seattle. The werewolf was currently asleep due to her pheromones. The demon half-breed was still severely injured and would have to be treated in order to properly sire an offspring. That left the living dhampir and the Harker boy. On one hand there was the possibility she could sire a daywalker, on the other hand having a Harker as the father of her daughter was a delicious irony...
"Majesty, vampires are attacking the tunnels!"
"What!? How did they find us!? Nevermind, destroy them immediately!"
Several of the tryks in the room ran to wear the vampires were laying siege, inadvertently leaving an opening for the Nightstalkers to enter the camber.
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