เข้าสู่ระบบDetective Casie Blackwood thought she'd left her supernatural past behind when she joined the police force ten years ago, fleeing the shame of public mate rejection and family abandonment. Now, ritualistic murders are forcing her back into a world she desperately wanted to forget. Three human victims have been discovered with surgical precision wounds and ancient symbols carved into their palms—markings that point to forbidden blood magic from before the supernatural communities established peaceful coexistence. When Casie finds a note written in the old pack language reading "The Hunt Begins," she realizes someone is deliberately targeting humans to harvest their primal fear, threatening to expose the entire supernatural world. Partnered with Detective Rick O'Connor, who remains unaware of her true nature, Casie must navigate the investigation while concealing her enhanced senses and knowledge of the supernatural. The wounds aren't from blades—they're fang marks. The positioning isn't random—it's ritualistic. And the killer's scent carries a terror that suggests they're being hunted by something even more dangerous. Forced to break ten years of silence, Casie contacts her estranged brother Elias, learning the symbols are ancient binding marks used to channel supernatural energy across factional boundaries. The killer needs seven sacrifices total to complete a ritual that will shatter the barriers between the human and supernatural worlds. With three victims already claimed and only four days until the next lunar cycle, time is running out. As federal agents circle and media attention intensifies, Casie must choose between maintaining her carefully constructed human life and embracing the supernatural heritage she rejected. The investigation isn't just about stopping a killer—it's about preventing an all-out war that could destroy both worlds she's sworn to protect.
ดูเพิ่มเติมNaya Aurora arrived home with blood streaming down her legs. She could barely walk and she knew that she smelled like semen. Who the hell had she had sex with the previous night? Luckily, her aunt hadn’t paid attention to her at all, so she snuck into the bathroom to take her shower and clear the disgusting liquid on her. What the hell happened the previous night? Who was this man that had the audacity to touch her like that? No matter how hard she tried to remember, she couldn’t. It was just too hard. Everything was freaking hard.
It was very difficult to tell if she was raped or she willingly slept with this man? The last thing she remembered was seeing a man with good hair and long eye lashes sleeping beside her that morning, but that was it. She couldn’t remember anything else. She felt tears running down on her cheeks as she leaned against the wall. That wasn’t a life she planned for herself, she could swear. She stepped out of the shower and changed into a casual outfit. She ought to go to work at the gas station that day, but how she felt at that moment was unbelievable. She wasn’t even sure that she would take steps without feeling like throwing up. “Where have you been?” Her aunt asked, stepping into the room. “Your mum was grumbling about you the entire night. Go and see her.” Naya’s mind went to her mother and she felt a positive feeling in her. At least no matter what happened, her mother mattered the most to her. She forced herself up and went into her mother’s room to see her. Her mother had a stroke, so she couldn’t talk or move properly. But the sight of Naya made her excited and Naya could not tell why. Naya smiled and leaned against her belly, while her mother began to say in audible words. “I am sorry for staying out late,” Naya apologized, assuming that her mother was scolding her. “I believe that just because I am 23 does not give me the audacity to do whatever I like. I am really sorry,my sweet mother. Please forgive me.” Her mother went on scolding her again and Naya hugged her for the second time. “If you continue feeling mad at me, I won’t be able to forgive myself, please?” Naya pleaded with a shattered heart. “I know how overprotective you can be of me, but I promise. I won’t stay out late without telling you again. I am really working so hard to save money for your bills. I promise.” Her mum sighed and managed to stroke her long silky hair. Naya saw that as an indication that her mother had forgiven her and pecked her on the cheek. “Thank you, mother,” she thanked. “I will work ten times harder to get you out of this bed and make you healthy again.” Well that seemed easier than done. In a couple of months, she was working on some dishes in the kitchen when she felt dizzy. She couldn’t tell why she was so dizzy, but her head buzzed a lot and she’d felt she was going to die. She had to sit down for a while and contemplate what was going on. The next few mornings were the same. She would either throw up, or stare at her favorite food feeling very reluctant to eat. “Hope you haven’t gotten pregnant,” her aunt joked, though the lady knew she was terrible with talking to men and she got anxious around them. Naya felt her heart race against her chest. There was no way she got pregnant for the man she had sex with that night. There was no freaking way. She knew that her aunt took that as a joke, but for some reason her mind was very worried about that. “I am Dr Doris,” the doctor recommended to her, welcomed her as she had her seat. “I heard something is wrong with your health so we had to conduct a few medical tests. I will just look through your results and tell you what is wrong.” Naya nodded obediently and watched her look through the record. “O!” The doctor giggled. “Congratulations. You are 14 weeks pregnant.” Naya felt her face go pale and her body tremble as she was unaware of how to react. “You are going to be a mother, Miss Naya Aurora.” Naya clenched her fist fist in anger and pounded on the doctor’s table violently. “Do you know what I am going through presently?” Naya asked in anger. “My mother is freaking sick! I can barely afford three square meals a day! How dare you come here to say that I am pregnant?!” The doctor did not expect her reaction. “Calm down Madame,” she calmed her. “That’s the result here. There is nothing I can do about it.” “I cannot have this child,” Naya said desperately. The doctor was confused. “I am sorry but there is nothing I can do about it. It is against my policy to go through any sort of abortion or….” The doctor tried to refuse but Naya was stubborn. “Please get rid of this baby! I do not want her! I do not fucking want her!” Tears streamed down her cheeks and she was beginning to have a nervous breakdown now. “Just take this baby away from me, please.” The Doctor gave her a helpless look. She dialed a number and spoke for a while before turning to Naya. “I have a better plan,” she suggested. “Why don’t you pretend to be someone’s surrogate mother instead?” Naya was confused. “How?!” Naya asked. “You will pretend to carry their eggs and give them your child, while you extort money from them. That way, you can give a way to your child and all is good,” Doctor Doris advised. Naya gave it a deep thought. “How much are we talking about? Will it be enough to pay my mum’s medical bills?” Naya asked with a desperate look. “If it will then I am in.”"Compromised but operational," Casie answered before Rick could speak, leaning toward the phone. "The First Luna... intervened. Where are you?""Half a mile east of our separation point." Nathaniel's voice was tight, controlled, but Casie could feel his tension through their bond. "The constructs disengaged suddenly. Now I know why.""Valeria?" Rick asked, his free hand unconsciously moving to his weapon.A beat of silence stretched through the connection. "Taken. I tracked them for a quarter mile before they used some kind of portal. Magic signature was Order-specific."Casie's stomach clenched. "Are you injured?""Nothing significant." Through their bond, she felt the lie, not serious injuries, perhaps, but Nathaniel was hurting, the psychic backlash from engaging the constructs having taken its toll."We know where the ritual will take place," Rick said, his tactical mind already moving forward. "St. Augustine's Cathedral in the warehouse district.""Makes sense," Nathaniel replied
Casie nodded, already mentally cataloguing what they knew and what remained unknown. "Number of participants, security measures, ritual timeline..."A sharp crack from outside cut her off. Both of them froze, weapons instantly in hand. The sound hadn't been loud, perhaps a branch breaking under weight, but in the quiet ravine, it registered like a gunshot.Rick moved silently to the window, positioning himself to see out while remaining concealed. Casie covered the door, her breathing slowing as combat training took over. Through their bond, they coordinated without words, establishing complementary fields of fire and observation.Long seconds ticked by. The cabin's rustic interior seemed to hold its breath, dust motes suspended in the pale light filtering through grimy windows.The window to Casie's left shattered in a spray of glass. She dropped low, weapon steady despite the sudden surge of adrenaline. Rick was already moving, positioning himself against the wall adjacent to the br
The ravine widened slightly, the walls less steep as they continued downstream. Casie felt a tug through the bond. Nathaniel was extending himself, pushing his diversion further east to draw the creatures away. The distance made the sensation fainter, but she could still feel his determined focus, his calculated risk-taking."How much farther to the cabin?" she asked, scanning the ridge above them."Half mile, maybe less." Rick pointed ahead where the ravine curved sharply. "Just beyond that bend."The Tear warmed against her skin, not as a warning but as an acknowledgment. Casie took it as a positive sign, though she remained alert, her senses stretched to their limits as they moved forward."If we go after Seraphina," Rick continued, his voice low, "we need a plan for the constructs. Silver worked, but Nathaniel took psychic damage from direct contact.""The mountain ash might help," Casie suggested, then felt a pang of worry for Valeria, who now carried their only supply. "But we'l
The plan crystallized in Casie's mind. The Tear's warmth reinforced her instinctive opposition to separation, but tactically, the strategy made sense. By dividing, they could split the pursuers' focus, potentially creating an opening."Five minutes head start, then we'll draw them east," Nathaniel said, his gaze meeting Casie's with an intensity that made her breath catch despite the danger. Through their bond, she felt his absolute determination, his unwavering focus on her safety."Be careful," she managed, the inadequacy of the words burning in her throat.Rick's hand pressed against the small of her back, urging her toward the ravine path. "We need to move," he murmured, his voice low and urgent.Casie hesitated, torn between tactical necessity and the visceral wrongness of separation. The Tear pulsed against her skin, its rhythm like a warning."Valeria, take this," she said suddenly, pulling the leather pouch of mountain ash from her pocket. "If they get too close, create a barr
A visible tremor ran through him at the childhood nickname. "Am I? After what I did?" His gaze dropped to the Tear glowing softly against her breastbone. His eyes widened slightly, recognition flickering across his haggard features.
Casie closed her eyes, trying to focus on the faint impressions flowing through her connection to the Tear. Images flickered behind her eyelids, a younger Seraphina, her face unmarked by centuries of hatred, standing before what appeared to be a Council much older than the current one. The Tear pul
"I never thought I'd be a father," he admitted, his voice rough with emotion. "Not in my line of work. Not with the life I've led."Nathaniel's expression softened with understanding. "Few things change a man's perspective like the possibility of fatherhood." His own voice carried a weight of longi
Rick's hands tightened on her thighs, his eyes locked with hers as he felt her approaching the edge through their bond. "Together," he urged, his voice rough with emotion. "All of us."The Tear flashed with blinding intensity as Casie's release crashed through her, triggering both men's climaxes in












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