“I have been waiting for too long, Alpha Theo of Crimson pack,” the old woman’s raspy voice echoed in the dark. “Frisky destiny it is, dear master.”

“Who are you?” Theo pulled Quin beside him, closer, to protect her. “Show yourself! Or I’m going to tear you into pieces,” his eyes flared with annoyance.

“Where is the owner of the house?” Quin yelled in fear.

“Thou need not be controlled by thy temper, master. I am not an enemy.”

Trails of smoke gathered in front of him, forming a familiar physique, like puzzle pieces slowly mustering into a whole figure. The dingy rays of light from the outside illuminated the pale face of an aged woman formed by the smoke, revealing scars across her left eye. The sudden gust of the chilly wind flipped her floor-length white hair to her side then to the back, uncovering her overall appearance.

“The old man died of age a week ago. And my vision brought me here to find you.”

Theo’s eyes grew wider, astounded by witnessing an ally who he never saw for almost a thousand years.

“Hilda?” he muttered, his claws drew back, and his heart pounded. “How...how is this possible?”

“It is indeed an honor to witness your greatness again, master,” she bowed down, smiled warmly. “I was locked in a dungeon of cadavers – dying and powerless, crawling towards every little light I saw –  for thousands of years by the vampires. When I heard the crying souls of your parents - and their pack, slaughtered by humans, I was awakened. I discerned something wasn’t right. Something was ruining the outline of fate.”

When Theo’s father, the late Alpha Nero, decided to migrate to Balsam Lake Mountains sometime around 1900, he never saw Hilda since then. She was the last enchantress with a formidable ability to predict the future. A year before they transcended to the mountains, a fatal battle between werewolves and vampires took place in the deep forest of New Hampshire, taking the lives of many of their kind and leaving only a few of them. They thought the battle ended, and they can now live in a peaceful abode, but they’re wrong. They have so much to deal with. Their victory over the vampires was a sheer start of a new battle they never thought would happen.

“The humans took advantage of my father’s good intentions. They set traps for a genocide to happen, but some of us escaped and started living our lives hiding away from humans,” he said, his pulse slammed in her neck.

“And the same happened to your pack forty-seven years ago.”

“Forty-seven years ago? What do you mean?”

“Someone broke the timeline and created a portal that brings you to the future. This is our future time, master, and this is Quin’s present time. And the only one who could do that is an enchantress with the blessings of the moon goddess, or an enchantress cursed by the blood of the elites,” she answered, slowly pinning her snake-eyes to Quin.

Theo turned his head to look at Quin, who, like him, was confused by what the enchantress said.

“But what about the curse you said lately? What do you mean by that?” Quin asked, and fear twisted her gut.

Strokes of smoke glided from different directions as the enchantress walked towards them, swaying her arms like dancing in the rhythm of the wind. Her cold fingers touched Quin’s face as she glared deep into her eyes. She saw fragments of Quin’s past and different visions of blurry details. She stepped back and gasped, startled by what she saw when she reached the core of Quin’s heart.

“This is impossible!” she affirmed, almost dumbstruck.

“What...what are you saying?” Quin can’t control her fear seeing the enchantress’s reaction.

“I saw the core of your heart. You are both blessed and cursed. But the curse in you shuffled the time, creating portals in different time dimensions. The portal that brought Alpha Theo to your time was created by you,” she answered. “You are an enchantress. The first elite enchantress after a hundred thousand years.” She kneeled and kissed the floor, then stood up and faced Quin.

Just like Quin, Theo could not believe what the enchantress was saying. It seemed impossible. How can an ordinary human be an enchantress? He knows that Quin is nothing but a human, he sensed that. But realizing why the portal brought him to her made his doubts turn into answers, only he was not convinced that Quin is of the elite kind.

“I don’t know what you are saying,” Quin chortled, then looked at Theo with mere confusion in her eyes. “I am just a human – a weak and vulnerable woman. I don’t know anything about all of these shits. All I know is this scene is like that in movies.”

“How is that possible, Hilda?” Theo muttered, slowly sauntering to Hilda. “Elite enchantresses are long gone. Their kind no longer exists.”

“The moon chose her,” Hilda’s eyes lit up, giving her snake-eyes more emphasis. “She was born on the hundred-thousandth year after the elite enchantresses were killed by the vampires. Her birth was blessed by the moon goddess and cursed by the blood of the elites. She is the only--”

“But what the curse has to do with me?” Theo furiously muttered.

Hilda paused, her eyes turned gray as she stared at Theo’s eyes to see his core. She glided to him and cupped his face.  Her cheeks dropped when she’s done finding answers inside him.

“I can not see visions from your core, dear master. The curse cast upon you is so strong that an average enchantress like me can not envision.”

Theo’s blood boiled inside him, but he calmed when he felt Quin’s cold hands touching his arms. He stared at her and was mesmerized by her eyes with gleaming mists in their corners.

“We can find answers to all of these,” she spoke, tightening her grip on his arms. “I’m with you.”

Theo’s heart galloped as if it has never been done before. Quin’s words put him at ease. He bobbed his head and returned his gaze to Hilda.

“If I accidentally opened portals to different time dimensions, is it possible that creatures from specific time points will emerge in the present?”

 Hilda’s eyes glowed red, and her hair became whiter. She slowly turned her gaze to Quin and glided.

“They already did.”

Theo dashed to the window when he sensed something was coming, but before he could shift into his wolf worm, the wall shattered and created an explosion sound. Bats of different sizes filled the old house and assembled, forming a human figure.

“Finally, the wait is over,” the pale figure laughed evilly.

Theo’s eyes widened when he saw the man with pale skin standing behind Quin. He shifted to his supreme wolf form and pounced on the creature, leaving not a single chance to let him escape. Quin ducked and crawled away, but Hilda took her and hid her inside a dark sphere of smoke.

“Lestat!” he roared, letting shadows out from the pale figure.