-Olivia’s point of view-
It was yet another evening, with the sun absent from the sky, marking the time for my father's imminent arrival. Evening, the perfect moment for vampires, unable to venture out during daylight—a rather unfortunate limitation for them, to be honest.
However, this worked in our favor, as our capacity to wreak havoc far surpassed that of all the werewolves combined.
Gazing into the mirror, I admired my unparalleled beauty, fully prepared to face my father today. I understood the importance of staying strong, especially since Alex had vowed not to let my father take me back to that wretched dungeon. I could only hope that my father would gracefully accept defeat and depart without further turmoil.
I roused myself from my contemplative reverie, taking a deep, steady
