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DRAVEN'S DECISION

مؤلف: Amore Lovelace
last update آخر تحديث: 2025-06-26 21:10:13

The war hall was packed, the tension thick enough to suffocate. The letter from Valerion had arrived that morning. It sat at the center of the long table like a silent predator among them. The room swelled with heated voices—anger, caution, suspicion, and the lingering grief of the lycans they had lost. Draven sat at the head of the long table, listening as the voices of his pack clashed like blades.

“We cannot ignore what happened!” one warrior snarled, slamming his fist onto the table. “Our people were slaughtered in the ambush! You think we should just sit at the same table as the leeches responsible?”

“This is clearly a trap,” one of the elders growled, his fists clenched. “The vampire king does nothing without purpose. If he’s inviting you, it’s because he believes he holds the advantage.”

“Or maybe he wants to prevent war before it truly begins,” another countered. “We’ve already lost good lycans in that ambush. What if we can put an end to this without more bloodshed?”

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    For a moment, there was nothing but silence.The ballroom, once filled with music and quiet murmurs of intrigue, now felt suspended in time. Dozens of wide-eyed vampires stood frozen, their pale faces stark with shock. Raphael’s face twisted in pure disbelief. Eva’s lips parted, stunned beyond words. The Lycans, already on edge from being in enemy territory, stiffened as every noble in the room turned their gaze upon Draven.And then, all at once—chaos erupted.Gasps turned to shouts.Wine glasses shattered against marble floors.Azrael barely registered the weight above her before it was suddenly gone. Draven was wrenched away from her by an invisible force, his body lifted and hurled backward with bone-crushing force.The impact was thunderous. Draven slammed into a massive stone pillar, the crack echoing through the ballroom as web-like fractures spread across its surface. A deep, guttural snarl tore from his throat as he staggered forward, shaking off the debris, his vision snappi

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    Draven's voice, when he spoke, was quiet yet firm. "You should watch where you're going, Princess."Azrael lifted her chin, regaining some of her composure. "You were in my way."Draven smirked, as if amused by her defiance. "Funny. I was about to say the same thing about you."Azrael exhaled sharply through her nose, irritation flickering in her eyes. "Enjoying yourself, are you?"Draven tilted his head slightly. "Not quite."She frowned. "Then why are you here?"His eyes darkened. "You know why."Her breath caught. A cold knot of dread and something else curled in her stomach. She didn’t want to acknowledge what he meant. She couldn't. So instead, she took a step back, breaking the tension."I'm leaving," she said.But before she could turn, his fingers caught her wrist.Azrael tensed, eyes snapping to his hand gripping her like a tether. A hushed gasp rippled through the room at the sight of it. The murmurs grew louder. The court was watching.Draven leaned in, his voice lower now,

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