"I will do it my own way."

"You alway do, Mr. Undercover." Teased Jonas Michael.

"Hahahaha, I almost forgot that nickname."

"You were alway a stealthy c*nt, how is the expansion going?"

"Richard is doing a great job, James is currently negotiating with 3 old Families in Kansas, Topeka, George is in Oklahoma. Unknown makes it easy to filter out potential allies, and now that they are being sponsored by Richard...."

"They are really useful." Agreed Jonas.

"What about money? Your Grayshaw fortune won't last long if we start expanding outside USA."

Michael gulped down his cocktail, "Don't worry about it, the families need to pay a yearly tribute to us."

"Nice, and if they don't pay?" Asked Jonas with a sinister smile.

"Then we will send out some people to "remind" them who rules over them." Answered while smiling just as sinister as Jonas.

"I wouldn't mind doing it myself from time to time ." Said Jonas.

"Hahaha you leecher, alright I will tell you when the time comes."

Both of them spent some time talking about their past life.

"The moon will appear in 20 minutes, you should go now if you don't want to miss the show." Reminded Michael Jonas.

"Right, I will get going, see you later brother." Said Jonas. He stood up and left the bar, leaving Michael alone.

Michael closed his eyes, entering the darkness within himself. The darkness inside him became happy after he entered the place. It coiled itself around Michael making him feel warm and welcomed. Michael's eyes became sharp when he saw the huge full moon in the sky. Bright small dots of light were raining down from the moon. He avoided them, he knew that it was how Lupa tried to control him. He almost fell into her sheme if the fight with Elder Pelion didn't happened. He tried many times to swallow the moon but it was still impossible. The moon was too strong, he knew as long as he don't get rid of it, he would be at risk to be controlled by Lupa.

Michael withdrew from the place, opening his eyes, they were pitch black.

'After we spread through the whole nation....'

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Jonas stood beside Michael's pack and family members. They were deep inside the wood outside of Palmer Falls. Almost 3.000 people had gathered here. They were waiting for the full moon to come out, feeling that their first transformations was near.

His heart was beating fast, the excitement was visible on his face. Where could you see 3.000 people transform into werewolves at the same time? Ony here, only now.

Jonas had big plans for the future, he had already some loyal followers, he will control even more. Greed and lust flashed through his eyes for a short moment. He loved his brother in arms but he couldn't create other Incubus and even if he could he wouldn't. He will build his own empire and form an ally with Michael. He knew that Michael would support him. He only needed more time to become stronger. Every single werewolf in Michael's pack could beat him down, that left a bitter taste inside Jonas's mouth.

He was glad to be reborn inside this world full of supernatural creatures.

Jonas observed all the people around him, one after another started to look at the cloudy sky.

The clouds moved with the wind, revealing a grand full moon.

Cracking sounds and shouts could be heard everywhere. Most people fell on the ground, their faces twisted by the pain that was caused by the transformation.

Stacey, Anna, Richard, Odette, Chris, Rachel, Leroy and the rest transformed too. They were much faster, standing proud on their hind legs.

It didn't took long till the painful screams turned into mad howls. Fully transformed werewolves rose up from the ground. The howls connecting with each other, creating a grand atmosphere.

*ROOOOOOOAAAAAARRRRRRRR*

*ROOOOOOOAAAAAARRRRRRRR*

*ROOOOOOOAAAAAARRRRRRRR*

*ROOOOOOOAAAAAARRRRRRRR*

Jonas got goosebumps, a purple glint flashed through his eyes. The howls became so intense that it made his hair stand up.

Countless pairs of golden pupils shined in the darkness. Some of them wild, other bloodthirsty.

Almost 3.000 werewolves howled to the moon, Jonas felt the ground under his feets tremble. The pressure that was produced crashed upon him. Veins popped out of his forehead but he still had a maniacal smile on his face.

'Incredible!'

Many werewolves started to go berserk, they began to run around ripping trees apart. Some of them pounced at Jonas when they saw that he wasn't on of their kind.

Stacey intercepted them, unleashing her vast killing intent. It stopped them but the rage inside their eyes hadn't yet died out. It was at that moment that Anna in her pure white werewolf form stepped forward, roaring out.

*ROOOOOOOAAAAAARRRRRRRR*

She unleashed a vast intent that reached everyone. Her intent was different from Stacey's. Hers was warm, forgiving and filled with love.

Jonas closed his eyes, letting Anna's soft aura wash over him. Tears appeared at the edges of his eyes. He still missed his mother, still missed his two sisters, still missed his past life. He felt an urge to call Anna mother. She had touched his deepest hidden feelings.

When he opened his eyes he became shocked, all the rampaging werewolves no, all werewolves were bowing to Anna, their eyes filled with tears. They had gained their conscious back.

Anna looked softly at them.

Richard stepped forward, he was a tall brown-greyish furred werewolf.

"The Age of Werewolves begins now!" His rough loud voice had something that attracting to it.

Everyone started to howl again. It wasn't as frantic as the first time but there was more might to it, the air shook.

A pair of deep blood red eyes hidden in the clouds observed everything with great interest.

"It was worth..."

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Somewhere in France.

A red haired youth who didn't look older than 18, wearing a red bathrobe stepped out of the large bathroom. Four naked stunning beauties were already waiting for him outside.

"Progenitor, your meal is waiting. A 22 years old virgin from Bulgaria, just like you wanted." Said one of the women with utter respect.

Wet strands of red hair hangs down in front of his face, but they couldn't hide his otherworldly appearance.

The youths face looked like it was made by the gods themselves. His body was close what people would call perfection.

Despite his otherworldly looks...his half closed dark-blood red eyes looked devoid of any emotions.

He took a towel from one of the woman, putting it on his head.

His every movement seemed perfect. It was a pity that his otherworldly face didn't show any emotions.

The youth was slowly rubbing his head head with the towel when he suddenly froze. He threw the towel away, leaving his red hair messy. The four beauties were still mesmerized by his charm. It was when they looked at his face that the four of them became shocked, it was the first time in countless years that they saw the Progenitor smile.

The youth ignored them, his lips formed a radiant smile that could met every heart away. His emotionless half closed dark-red eyes opened completely. He stared interested at a particular direction.

"Roland...Marc....Aimee and all the other traitor witches, it seems that another one has emerged...wonderful absolutely wonderful..."