âEnough! I snapped, my patience running thin.
âIâve been searching constantly.
Donât you trust me? Do you want me to act crazy to believe Iâm trying? Stay put! Donât go anywhere.
â
The children, cowed by my tone, fell silent.
âCaleb, ease up.
Theyâre just kids and theyâre missing their mother.
Itâs understandable,â Carlos interjected, trying to ease the tension.
Ignoring his attempt to soothe me, I instructed, âHave someone take them back.
Watch them closely.
Donât let them leave the villa.
â
âGot it,â my subordinate replied.
With that settled, I led Carlos outside.
As we stepped out of the office, the sight that greeted us was striking.
The rift in the sky had grown twice as large.
We could see more of the other world.
I felt a chill creeping down my spine.
âHow did this happen so fast?â
Carlos sighed, a weary resignation in his voice.
âEven worse, Caleb.
There seems to be a subtle merging happening between the two worlds.
Thatâs the real worry.
â
Calebâs POV:
It felt like my heart was weighed down by lead, sinking slowly.
Carlos had just voiced my worst fear.
I could sense that as the rift widened, it was also slowly drawing the two worlds closer together.
The other world felt closer to us, emitting a sensation that it was on the verge of merging with ours.
âThis is going to be troublesome,â Carlos said, his face as pale as slate.
I looked down quietly.
Carlos sighed, adding, âIf the two worlds start merging, given the situation, it could hit our world hard.
We need to brace ourselves mentally.
â
He sounded serious, like he could see something terrible coming.
I felt a weight settle in my chest.
âYeah,â I muttered, my sigh carried away by the wind, torn apart.
We both knew that recently, our pack had witnessed frequent vampire appearances.
Many werewolves stood little chance against them.
To minimize casualties, we even disseminated information on how to fend off vampires, urging everyone to be cautious.
But despite our precautions, the vast difference in strength meant that many werewolves fell victim to brutal attacks.
The sight of dried corpses discovered at dawn, their necks bearing glaring blood holes, had become a nightmare for many.
If the worlds truly merged, wouldnât Debraâs worst nightmare become a grim reality? What fate awaited our people?
The situation was growing increasingly complex.
Quickly, Carlos and I, accompanied by a group of werewolves, reached the location where the sky had been torn.
In that moment, the setting sun cast the sky in shades of orange, with clouds scattered like strokes of paint, creating a breathtaking scene.