~ Third Person POV ~
"I should not have listened to those stupid werewolves. I am stuck here because of them. I was just trying to win the bet, but now I have to become a part of all the bullshit that's going on here." Alan mumbled to himself and when he turned to leave, Vivian grabbed him by his arms.
She gazed at him with doleful eyes and when Alan saw her, he stopped in his tracks. Alan wanted to leave for the magic tower as he wanted to discuss something with the archmage, but when he glanced at Vivian, he forgot about everything else.
"Take this, Al. This was something that my father gave me and he got this gift from the vampire prince.
He wanted us to give this gift to Essence as after receiving this gift, she won't be able to show that proud smile of hers." Vivian said to him
