"Young Alpha Gabriel Moonfire, lead the assault coming from the opposite direction. Encircle them, and make sure not a single one of them makes it out alive," Fenrir said, his voice reverberating with a sickening determination.
"Certainly, Father!" Gabriel quickly went out to carry out his father's instructions after responding to him in an obedient manner with a voice that was brimming with undying loyalty.
Fenrir's lips curved into a sneering smile, and the sharp fangs protruding from his mouth glinted with an unquenchable desire for blood. "Let the feast begin!" is what we should be saying.
The mood turned dramatically when the ShadowNight pack let loose their wrath on the Moonlit werewolves, who were caught off guard by their onslaught.
The Moonlit clan suddenly found themselves outnumbered and caught off guard, and the once tranquil gathering immediately deteriorated into a disorderly battleground.
The collision of fangs and claws resonated across the area, obliterating any traces of the calm atmosphere that had previously reigned.
Although the Moonlit werewolves fought fiercely, their hearts were filled with a mixture of desperation and determination; nonetheless, the unrelenting attack of the ShadowNight pack proved to be too much for them to overcome.
Alpha Fenrir Moonfire took pleasure in the ferocity that reigned inside the turmoil, and it was these base impulses that compelled him to bring the full force of his authority to bear.
His need for blood was insatiable, and he tore through the Moonlit clan with a vicious and merciless brutality.
The little girl with silver hair kept her ground despite the howls and cries that emanated from the Moonlit werewolves.
Her eyes were wide, both with fear and defiance. She saw the devastation that was brought upon her tribe, and she saw the lives of her loved ones being taken away one by one while she watched.
As the members of the Moonlit clan struggled for their lives against the ruthless assault of the ShadowNight pack, a gruesome scene was painted by the clashing of fangs and the splattering of blood across the battlefield.
The tranquil environment was disrupted by piercing howls, which caused the Moonlit tribe to disperse in a state of sheer terror and dread.
The Moonlit pack was caught off guard when the ShadowNight pack attacked them with all their brutality, and the moonlit clearing descended into anarchy as a result.
As the males of the Moonlit clan fought bravely, only to be overwhelmed and defeated by their savage attackers, blood stained the once-pristine terrain they fought on. Their adversaries were merciless.
The young females of the Moonlit tribe were abducted in a cruel manner while the combat was in progress, and their calls for help were drowned out by the clamor of the conflict.
"Freya, it's time for us to leave right now!" Her father grabbed her arm hurriedly and transformed into a magnificent wolf right before her eyes.
Freya climbed up upon her father, who was in the guise of a wolf, and the sturdy and powerful creature carried her away.
They ran as fast as they could through the woods, doing everything they could to get away from those who were chasing them.
However, very quickly after that, a gang led by Gabriel stood in their way and barred their progress.
The pack leader of the ShadowNight clan was about to be bitten by two enormous wolves from that pack as they pushed forward with their keen teeth aiming for his throat.
While her father bravely defended themselves against their assailants, Freya was knocked to the ground.
As the body of the clan head was being ruthlessly torn apart by the wolves, the air was filled with the sound of ripping flesh and shattering bones.
During the mayhem that erupted, a wolf that was both astonishingly attractive and young approached Freya.
He assumed his human shape, which was that of a slender and tall person, and knelt down in front of her. He lacked any and all clothing at all.
Freya gently raised her head, but her eyesight was still hazy, and there was blood all over her face as a result of the serious head damage she had sustained.
In spite of this, she was able to pick up on the agonized cries of her father in the background.
She mumbled, "F-Father," as tears ran down her cheeks. "Father."
The young man cocked his head to the side, and the look in his eyes was one that was equal parts dejection and resolve.
"If you want to survive, you must submit. Submit to me," Gabriel said in a hushed voice.
"No! No! No!" Freya let out a horrified cry as Gabriel casually hoisted her onto his shoulder, as if she weighed no more than a feather. Gabriel's actions horrified Freya.
Gabriel ignored Freya's resistance and struck her in the stomach with enough force to knock her out, forcing her to pass out and lose consciousness.
During the time when the moon was bearing silent witness to the tragedy that was taking place below, the holy gathering transformed into a nightmare battleground.
As the hopes and dreams of the Moonlit clan's members for a peaceful existence were destroyed by the ruthless hands of their adversaries, the joyful celebration that the clan was having turned into a sight of sadness and anguish.
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Gabriel slowly opened his eyes, finding himself in one of the halls of his castle, devoid of any clothing. He had fallen into a deep sleep, his hunger satiated for the moment.
The lingering taste of the girl's blood still clung to the corner of his lips. Gabriel extended his tongue, licking the dried blood from his skin with a hint of satisfaction. It was a perfect snack, satisfying his cravings.
As he rose from the floor, he took in the grandeur of the mosaic tiles beneath him.
The beauty of the castle's hall surrounded him, and not far away stood a trembling servant girl, her face lowered in deep submission.
The servant girl trembled with fear, knowing the depths of Gabriel's appetite.
There were times when his hunger consumed him entirely, and he would prey upon the young servant girls who worked within his castle.