Not Just A Luna; I Am Alpha!

Third Person

Over the expansive grounds of Silas’s mansion, nestled amidst the ancient trees that stood as silent sentinels in the night. A gentle breeze rustled through the leaves, carrying with it the scent of nature’s quiet embrace. The mansion itself, a grand structure with intricate architecture, exuded an air of timeless elegance.

As Nixon approached the imposing entrance, flanked by his loyal tracker team, the imposing wrought-iron gates swung open, revealing a pathway lined with meticulously manicured gardens. The gravel crunched softly beneath their feet as they advanced toward the entrance, where Silas awaited their arrival.

Carlile, his dependable companion, stood on either side of Silas as he stood regal and composed in the grand foyer. The flickering flames of elegant sconces illuminated the marble floors, casting a warm, amber hue upon the surroundings. Rich tapestries adorned the walls, telling tales of centuries gone by.

“Welcome, Nixon,” Silas greeted, his voice carrying a subtle blend of authority and hospitality. “I appreciate you joining us here. Please, come in.”

Silas guided Nixon and his team toward his private office, a sanctum tucked away from prying eyes. The heavy wooden door opened to reveal a room that mirrored the elegance of the mansion. Antique furniture, adorned with intricate carvings, filled the space. Bookshelves lined with volumes of forgotten lore whispered of the knowledge that Silas had accumulated over the centuries.

Nixon acknowledged the greeting with a respectful nod, his sharp eyes surveying the opulence that surrounded him. The foyer led to a vast corridor, adorned with ancient artifacts and paintings that chronicled Silas’s storied past. The atmosphere resonated with an air of secrecy as if the mansion itself held untold tales within its walls.

“Thank you for coming,” Silas said. He invited Nixon to come to his mansion and discuss what they needed to do and to report as well that his previous coven had awakened his brother Dylan. He knows they will start to make a move and he wants to be ready when the time comes.

“Please, make yourselves comfortable.” Silas gestured toward plush chairs arranged around a mahogany table. “We have much to discuss.”

The room was bathed in the soft glow of ambient lighting, casting a warm and inviting aura. Carlile, ever watchful, closed the door behind them, enveloping the space in a cocoon of confidentiality. Nixon took a seat, his gaze shifting between Silas and Carlile as the weight of the impending collaboration settled upon the room.

“Alpha said we shouldn’t waste any more time,” he replied and he nodded.

“This is Carlile, my very good friend.” he said and then looked at his friend, “This is Nixon, Chastity’s head tracker.”

“Nice to meet you,” the two said in unison as they shook hands.

“I’m glad you didn’t hesitate to come here, even if you know who and what we are.” He said for a start.

“I trusted my Alpha, she will never let anything happen to any of her pack members and that includes me,” Nixon replied confidently and respectfully. Silas smiled sincerely and proudly. He was glad that his mate’s subordinates had the loyalty and the trust she needed. “And I always have my way out under different circumstances. Alpha C, made sure to train us with that.”

“I’m glad to hear and I’m glad that you have no objection to this,” Carlile replied,

“I know the urgency of the situation and I also know what had happened in the coven. We have ears and eyes everywhere.” Nixon told them.

Silas nodded, “I know that. It was also the reason why I suggested this collaboration. But did you know that Dylan, my brother, has been awakened?”

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“Yes. And we are here to try and stop them.” Silas replied.

“We better be. I want to take a long vacation after this.”

“And so did we,” Carlile replied, smiling.

“Okay, first thing first,” Silas said in a serious tone before he looked at his friend as if asking for permission who just nodded his head in agreement. “I want to tell you that for years we tried to create something that will substitute for human blood as our main source of food or drink. Whatever you call it.” He continued telling Nixon about how much they wanted blood cloning to become successful. The head tracker felt the sincerity of the vampire leader and was happy thinking that with this, they might end the war between the vampires and the werewolves.

“Thank you very much for trusting us, Sir,” Nixon said.

“Don’t be too formal, you can call me Silas.”

“I know that you’re Alpha C’s mate, let me give you the respect you deserve for being mated to my alpha.” the tracker replied, “And calling you that way is a basic respect to someone in a position either in the supernatural or human beings.”

“Thank you for thinking that way,” Silas replied. “Now, let’s get down to business.” Then Carlile started telling Nixon about what they knew about Dylan and the others.

“They’re going to be very formidable adversaries, but rest assured that even if they got the alliance with the rogues, your kind will have our support.”

“Thank you.”

“Now, for our plan. This is the list of all the hideouts I know we have. Carlile added more since I was in hibernation but he still kept his eyes on my coven.”

“This is a lot,” Nixon said. “We do know some of their hideouts, but seeing this list, I realized we haven’t covered half of it yet.”

“They are growing continuously as well and it was all thanks to Drake.” Carlile chimed in. “He was adamant about growing their territory, dreaming of not leaving anything to your kind. He is stupid, we all know that as long as we exist, so does your kind.”

“He is full of himself.” Silas replied, “He has a grudge against wolves as your kind was the reason for his parent’s death and her turning into a vampire.”

“So he will never agree for our kind to work together. He’s full of hatred and there’s nothing we can do about it and I think we need to be cautious of him as well. He may not be as strong as Dylan and other vampires, but his anger will surely give him strength and power to fight us.” Carlile added.

“I see. Then I am going to add a warrior to the team that was tailing him.” Nixon replied,

“How do you manage to tail him? He’s cautious as hell and he always keeps his senses on high alert. I don’t think he had any idea that he was being followed.” Silas voices out.

“I agree with you. That’s why only one of us showed up in any fight unless necessary. We wanted them to think that there’s only one tailing them.” Nixon replied. “Everyone is looking after each other. No member of the team should be left behind, that’s Alpha Chassy’s instruction every time we leave for our duties.”

“Our primary objective: systematically dismantle the vampire hideouts scattered across the region.” Nixon, armed with the knowledge of vampire movements, identified key locations where the nocturnal creatures sought refuge. While Silas, drawing upon his vampiric prowess, proposed a synchronized assault to catch the undead off guard.

The plan involved dividing their forces into specialized squads, each assigned to a specific target. Silas’s fighters, skilled in both supernatural combat and covert operations, would strike swiftly, exploiting the vulnerabilities of the vampires. Meanwhile, Nixon’s tracker team, adept at navigating the intricate web of the supernatural world, would ensure precise coordination and prevent any untoward surprises.

Their strategy extended beyond mere confrontation; it aimed to cripple the vampires strategically. Silas emphasized the importance of disrupting their supply chains, crippling communication networks, and isolating their leaders. By dismantling the infrastructure that sustained the vampire covens, they aimed to sow chaos and weaken the formidable foe.

In gathering intel, Nixon’s tracker team, adept at reconnaissance, will infiltrate vampire-controlled territories discreetly. They will focus on acquiring information about the locations, strengths, and vulnerabilities of each hideout and prioritize areas with potential ties to the rogue factions, aiming to disrupt their alliance.

While they categorize the threat level, they will classify the vampire hideouts into high, medium, and low threat levels based on their size, defensive capabilities, and potential alliance with rogues. To handle each threat level, assign specialized teams under the command of Silas’ fighters.

Then they will have their Coordinated Strikes. Silas’s fighters will execute simultaneous and synchronized strikes on multiple hideouts to disorient the vampires and prevent them from reinforcing one another. Utilize the element of surprise by attacking with their guns. They will utilize the time phasing and time the assaults strategically with the phases of the moon. They will also consider coordinating major attacks during nights with a new moon to maximize darkness. Leverage the advantage of heightened werewolf abilities during a full moon for enhanced speed and strength.

Implement diversionary tactics to draw attention away from primary targets and create illusions of vulnerability in certain areas to bait vampires into exposing their locations. They will prioritize capturing vampire leaders for interrogation to gather crucial information about their alliance with rogues and the overarching vampire council’s plans. This includes identifying key figures responsible for coordinating attacks on werewolf packs.

Silas’s alliances within the vampire community can be leveraged to sow dissent and create internal strife among their ranks. Encourage potential defectors or informants within vampire hideouts to assist from within.

Another team will be liable for establishing clear retreat and evacuation plans for both the tracker team and Silas’s fighters to ensure a swift exit after successful strikes and minimize casualties by avoiding prolonged engagements.

They decide to maintain continuous surveillance on known and potential vampire hideouts to monitor any reinforcements or retaliatory strikes. Adapt and adjust strategies based on real-time information. Carlile’s team will conduct thorough assessments after each strike to identify lessons learned, adapt tactics, and refine strategies for subsequent operations.

As the moon reached its zenith, the plan crystallized, and Silas’s mansion echoed with the solemnity of their commitment. In the heart of the night, a coalition forged between wolves and vampires emerged, bound by a shared purpose – to protect their own and defy the impending storm that loomed on the horizon. They are ready to embark on a relentless campaign to dismantle the vampire threat that loomed over both their packs. The office became a crucible of strategies, where the fate of werewolves and vampires would be decided through calculated precision and unwavering determination.