تسجيل الدخولThe door to Sera's room closed with a quiet click. For a few moments, Jonas remained standing outside, staring at the wooden door in silence. A faint smile lingered on his face after their conversation, but it didn't last.His thoughts drifted back to the few words she had chosen carefully."I tested my blood.""I still don't have answers.""I'll ask next time."She hadn't lied. He knew that much. But she hadn't told him everything either.Jonas sighed softly and slipped both hands into the pockets of his uniform jacket as he began walking through the nearly empty corridor. The electric lights overhead buzzed faintly, their pale glow stretching long shadows across the polished floor. He had known Sera for almost fifteen years. Long enough to read the smallest changes in her expression. Long enough to know when she was hiding something not out of mistrust, but because she was trying to protect the people around her."She met him..." The thought came uninvited.Husen.Jonas was almost c
The corridor outside Sera's room was unusually quiet. Most of the hunters had already retired after the long patrol. Only the faint hum of the electric lights accompanied her footsteps as she made her way down the familiar hallway. The events of the evening replayed endlessly in her mind.Nysera. A queen. More vampires. An entire kingdom hidden beyond the ruins.And somehow. All of them seemed connected to her. She let out a slow breath as she reached her door.Enough. One problem at a time. Sliding the key into the lock, she pushed the door open."..."A figure sat comfortably in the chair beside her desk. Sera instinctively reached for the dagger at her waist before stopping herself."...Jonas?"He looked up from the notebook he had been absentmindedly flipping through."Took you long enough."She blinked. "For a second..." She let out a small sigh. "I thought someone broke into my room."Jonas leaned back in the chair, folding his arms. "Well..." His expression carried an exaggerat
The corridors of Zelios were quieter than usual.The patrols had already returned. Most hunters had retired to their quarters, while the medical wing had fallen into its familiar rhythm of hushed conversations and humming equipment. The white electric lights stretched across the corridor in neat rows, reflecting faintly against the polished stone floor.Sera walked alone. Her footsteps echoed softly. She had expected this meeting.In truth. She had been preparing for it ever since she stepped back through Zelios' gates. Outside the command office, two guards stood at attention.One stepped aside as she approached. "Lieutenant.""The Commander is expecting you."She gave a brief nod before knocking."Enter."Commander Aldren stood beside the large table in the center of the room. Dr. Elias remained seated, several reports spread neatly before him. Unlike previous interrogations. There were no other officers. No veteran hunters. No observers. Only the three of them.Aldren gestured towa
Day had settled over Zelios.The fortress, usually alive with the voices of returning patrols, had grown quiet. Electric lights lining the stone corridors cast a steady white glow, replacing the light that lingered beyond the walls. Outside, the ruins belonged once again to no one Inside, Zelios returned to its disciplined rhythm.Hunters cleaned their weapons. Doctors filed patrol reports. Engineers inspected damaged equipment. Everything appeared ordinary. Only a handful of people knew it wasn't.Commander Aldren stood beside the wide window of his office, overlooking the central courtyard. Below, trainees resumed their morning drills as if nothing had happened.Nothing looked different. Yet everything had changed. He remained silent for a long time before speaking."...Has she been through the medical examination?"Dr. Elias, seated across the room with several reports spread before him, nodded. "Everything was completed according to protocol.""And?"Elias sighed. "Her blood react
The fortress of Nysera stood where no map dared to draw it. Hidden beneath the shattered remains of an ancient mountain, its towering halls were carved from black stone polished smooth by centuries of existence. Crimson crystals jutted from the walls like frozen veins, casting a blood-red glow through endless corridors. The air carried the scent of damp earth and old blood, while silence ruled every corner.Unlike Zelios, there was no warmth here. No laughter. No bustling voices. Only discipline. Only fear. At the end of the great hall, upon a throne carved from obsidian, sat the Vampire Queen herself.Nysera.She rested her cheek against one gloved hand, emerald eyes half-lidded with boredom. Her long silver-white hair flowed over the arm of her throne like liquid moonlight, contrasting sharply with the crimson silk draped over her slender frame. Gold ornaments rested against her pale skin, their beauty unable to soften the predatory elegance she possessed.She looked young. Too youn
The Hunter Sent by the Council The towering steel gates of Zelios groaned as they slowly opened. The sound echoed through the evening air, announcing the return of another patrol.Only this time. Every guard standing atop the walls stopped what they were doing."...Lieutenant Sera?""She's back."A second voice followed almost immediately. "Who's the man beside her?"The murmurs spread before Sera and the stranger had even crossed the outer bridge. Word traveled quickly inside Zelios. The lieutenant who had disappeared for an entire day beyond the walls had finally returned. But she had not returned alone.The rising sunlight painted the fortress in warm shades of amber as Sera walked through the entrance. Her boots felt heavier than usual. Not because of exhaustion. Because of the questions she knew were waiting for her. Behind her walked the man who had appeared out of nowhere during the battle.He moved with effortless confidence. No hesitation. No wasted motion. Even after fightin







