Gilllian.
My insides burned with violent fury, my chest aching with pain as I watched Freyah laughing with that man. Every smile she gave him felt like a knife, slowly carving into my heart.
I didn’t approach them... though every instinct screamed for me to do so. Instead, I chose to endure the jealousy as it crept through my system, poisoning my thoughts. I merely watched them from a distance, silent, restrained, yet dangerous. Watching… while already devising a plan against him.
Moments later, Amino arrived. The words he spoke only fueled the fire raging inside me.
“He’s not an ordinary man,” Amino said gravely. “He’s the nephew of Vampire King Magnush.”
“What do you mean?” I demanded sharply. “Amino, explain to yourself... because, as far as I know, Vampire King Magnush has no sibl
