You live in a kingdom in the west, the west kingdom belongs to the werewolves & the kingdom in the south belongs to the vampires there was one rule, no crossing the borders.

You were walking in the dark forest enjoying the quietness even though it's forbidden to werewolves, suddenly you hear footsteps, you turn to the direction of the noise & see the cold vampire prince Lincoln.

He glares at you with his glowing red eyes & says coldly "what is a werewolf doing in my forest?"