Page 64 of Claimed By Fur and Fangs

"This is insane. So, tell me, what’s the difference between werewolf and vampire abilities? Who’s stronger?"

"Werewolves, obviously," Finn smirked.

"You wish," I scoffed.

"I’ll take that as a ‘both of you think you’re stronger.’ But seriously, what’s the real difference?" Amelia raised a brow.

I leaned against the wall, folding my arms.

"Vampires are stronger in terms of raw power and speed. We can move faster than the eye can see, have enhanced senses, and can regenerate almost instantly. We’re also more resistant to damage. A vampire can take multiple bullets and keep going like nothing happened. And we don’t need to breathe, which means drowning, suffocation, or poison won’t kill us."

"That’s cute. But werewolves have their own strengths. We heal faster than humans, and under the full moon, our strength increases exponentially. An Alpha werewolf like me, is almost unstoppable in wolf form. Our bites are also one of the few things that can kill a vampire permanently," Finn smirked.

"Wait… a werewolf bite can kill a vampire?" Amelia’s eyes widened.

I nodded.

"Yes. Our bodies reject werewolf venom like a deadly poison. A single bite can paralyze a vampire, and if not treated in time, it’s fatal. That’s why vampires avoid fighting werewolves directly. It’s too risky."

"And that’s why vampires rely on deception. You prefer mind games and manipulation over direct combat," Finn grinned.

"We prefer strategy, Finn. There’s a difference," I smirked.

"Alright, alright, I get it. Both of you think your kind is superior. But it sounds to me like werewolves and vampires balance each other out. One isn’t necessarily better than the other…it just depends on the situation."

Finn and I exchanged a look before I nodded.

"You’re not wrong. That’s why neither side has been able to fully eliminate the other. We’re two opposing forces that keep each other in check."

Amelia exhaled slowly, absorbing everything.

"This is a lot to process… but one more thing. If vampires and werewolves have been enemies for centuries, how do mixed bloodlines work? Have there ever been werewolf-vampire hybrids?"

Finn and I stiffened.

"It’s rare," I admitted. "Extremely rare. The blood of both species is… incompatible. In most cases, the offspring doesn’t survive. But the few that do… they’re dangerous. Unpredictable. The combination of vampire immortality and werewolf strength creates something that even our kind fears," I answered.

Finn’s expression darkened.

"Hybrids are abominations. No pack would ever accept one."

"That’s harsh. If hybrids exist, don’t they deserve a chance?" Amelia frowned.

Finn’s jaw clenched, but he didn’t respond.

"It’s complicated, Amelia. Our world isn’t as simple as good and evil. There are centuries of blood, betrayal, and power struggles woven into it," I sighed.

She nodded slowly; her gaze thoughtful.

"Then maybe… it’s time for things to change. Maybe this war doesn’t have to last forever."

"That’s wishful thinking," Finn scoffed.

I studied Amelia for a long moment.

"Maybe. But sometimes, wishful thinking is what changes the world," she said.

While we were still talking, Amelia got a call and then she answered her face turned pale….

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