Attack On Werewolves

Rosalie turned to Hendrick. Tears filled her eyes as she held his hand gently.

"Father". She said in a low voice. Her lips trembled and cheeks soon became wet with tears. "..Please wake up".

Hee voice was not more than a whisper. Probably, she didn't wanted anyone to hear or she wasn't able to speak because of her emotions. ".. I - Rhea needs you".

Hendrick's body remained motionless while she spoke her heart out. ".. you're a great father and a great leader. Rhea is proud to be your daughter. She's ready to become your heiress but she cannot do it without you.. she needs you to teach her".

Rosalie sat beside her Father the whole night and in the morning, when someone knocked on the door, she permitted them inside.

Venturo entered the room. "Rose". He ran at her. "You've been sitting here since last night, don't do this to yourself".

"I just- I want him to recover". Rosalie bursted into tears, burying her head in his chest.

Venturo stroked her back, trying to console her. "He'll