Chapter 134 LUCIAN’S P.O.V. The silence was heavy, pressing against my skin as I stood in the center of the meeting hall. I could feel the tension humming in the air like a taut string ready to snap. The rustling of fabric, the shifting of feet—these small sounds were amplified

Chapter 133 LUCIAN’S P.O.V. Three months. It had been three months since Teresa and I arrived at Adrian Daegon’s estate in the beautiful Valley. Time had flown by, but every second was etched into my memory as if burned there by a branding iron. The man—no, the vampire—had changed my

Chapter 132 ADRIAN’S P.O.V. The castle felt unnervingly quiet as Juliette and I followed Elizabeth toward Eldur’s nursery. It wasn’t the absence of sound but the tangible anxiety in the air, as if the walls themselves were bracing for what awaited us. Juliette walked beside me, her arms folded tightly

Chapter 131 ADRIAN’S P.O.V. Lucian’s expression was unreadable as he leaned back in his chair, fingers tracing the armrests. His gaze, felt piercing, as if he could see straight into my soul. It unnerved me how calm he seemed when I had just poured out such a harrowing piece of

Chapter 130 ADRIAN’S P.O.V. The room was suffocatingly silent as I continued. The flickering firelight played over their faces, painting shadows of disbelief, horror and sadness. I drew a deep breath, my tone deliberately even, though the memory of that night clawed at my chest like it was fresh. “I

Chapter 129 ADRIAN’S P.O.V. I leaned back in my chair, the soft crackle of the fireplace filling the silence. My gaze lingered on Juliette, whose brown eyes were filled with an intensity I couldn’t ignore. Teresa sat with her arms crossed, her expression a mixture of defiance and curiosity. Leonard,

Chapter 128 ADRIAN’S P.O.V. After her confession that day, she left me. Margaret. Her name alone felt like a whisper in my mind, one that refused to fade with time. Days turned into weeks, but the ache in my chest remained sharp. The memory of her laughter, her warmth, was

Chapter 127 ADRIAN’S P.O.V. I froze mid-step, Leonard’s words ricocheting through my mind like a curse. Margaret. That name was a specter, a memory I had buried centuries ago, clawing its way to the surface. My heart, long since dead and silent, sank with the weight of something I hadn’t

Chapter 126 TERESA’S P.O.V. I clutched the gun Juliette had thrust into my hands, my fingers trembling despite my best effort to appear calm. My babies needed me strong, so strong I would be. But strength was hard to summon when you were about to face a swarm of angry,

Chapter 125 LUCIAN’S P.O.V. The warmth of Teresa’s body in my arms was more than comfort; it was salvation. Her soft breaths fanned against my chest, a quiet rhythm that anchored me. For once, Ares was at peace, and I could feel his steady hum of satisfaction. I tightened my

Chapter 124 TERESA’S P.O.V. The second kiss was wilder, searing with hunger and urgency. Lucian’s hands were relentless—gripping my waist, threading through my hair, skimming along my back—like he was desperate to touch every inch of me at once. I wasn’t much better. My hands were everywhere, tugging impatiently at

Chapter 123 TERESA’S P.O.V. The castle was quiet, save for the occasional creak of old wood settling in the night. My heart beat louder than I cared to admit as Lucian escorted me back to my room. His hand hovered at the small of my back, not quite touching, yet

Chapter 122 TERESA’S P.O.V. One evening, as I sat in the grand library, it was quiet, the kind of silence I’d craved all day. The golden glow of the chandelier above softened the shadows cast by towering bookshelves. I had just begun to lose myself in the pages of a

Chapter 121 TERESA’S P.O.V. I dragged my feet behind the group, utterly drained from the brutal training session Adrian had put us through. My muscles ached, my mind was fried, and I was silently cursing every last one of them for having so much energy. The dark forest around us

Chapter 120 ADRIAN’S P.O.V. Just when I thought I’d hit my limit with life’s cruel jokes, the universe always found a way to deliver a fresh punch to the gut. Juliette’s sharp gasp cut through my annoyance, her wide eyes flicking back and forth between Leonard and me. “Hold on…

Chapter 119 TERESA’S P.O.V. Two days after Lucian—or was it Ares?—tried to mess with my head using their split-personality circus, I made a decision: forget figuring them out and focus on keeping my sanity intact. Instead, I poured every ounce of energy into the brutal training Adrian and Juliette were

Chapter 118 ADRIAN’S P.O.V. The moon hung low in the velvet sky, its glow casting soft silver streaks across the stone walls of my castle. Tonight had been a whirlwind of emotions, confessions, some tears, and even arguments. Lucian and Teresa’s ongoing drama also provided enough tension to make even

Chapter 117 TERESA’S P.O.V. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. Following Lucian—no, not Lucian—Ares upstairs after he just spoke inside my head, my head! This was ridiculous but my life was already turning into a fever dream. My mind reeled, and my heart pounded against my chest. Who in

Chapter 116 LUCIAN’S P.O.V. I led Teresa out of the clearing, each step heavier than the last. The quietness of the clearing faded behind us, replaced by the chaotic hum of the party. Music thumped like a second heartbeat, and the swell of voices made my heightened senses tangle into

Chapter 115 LUCIAN’S P.O.V. The weight of Teresa’s gaze felt heavier than usual. I could feel the questions racing through her mind, even though she didn’t speak them aloud. Her breathing was steady, but her pulse betrayed her—it hammered away like a war drum. She was trying to stay calm,