"A blood hunt," Seraphina repeated, the words hanging in the damp air of the laboratory like a death sentence. The heavy stone pestle slipped from her numb fingers, clattering loudly against the slate table.

A blood hunt wasn't a mere search party. It was an ancient, brutal rite of execution. It m

"Leo!" Seraphina screamed, the sound tearing raw and jagged from her throat.

His body thrashed against the narrow cot, the metal frame groaning under the violent, unnatural force of his convulsions. His eyes remained rolled back, a terrifying sea of unbroken white, while a sickening, crackling sou

The romantic warmth of the laboratory vanished, replaced by the freezing dread of impending war.

Silas was on his feet in a fraction of a second, his massive frame radiating a lethal, crackling energy. He hauled Seraphina to her feet, his hands gripping her shoulders with protective urgency.

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