(Anthony)
From the moment the treaty was proposed, I, along with many other vampires, viewed it with suspicion. We had been enemies with the werewolves for centuries, locked in a cycle of conflict - battles fought in the forests, betrayals in shadowed alleys, and the constant fear that one day, they would strike when we least expected. To us, their sudden willingness to lay down arms and negotiate seemed too good to be true. We knew their kind - impulsive, proud, and fiercely independent.
In my eyes, the werewolves were always unpredictable, driven by emotion and instinct rather than strategy and diplomacy. Their loyalty was a fleeting thing, easily broken when their primal urges surged or when their ambitions grew. I had seen it before - alliances that looked promising would c***k under
