Se connecterAmelia stared at Aiden’s face one more time before slowly reaching for the oxygen mask covering his nose and mouth. She carefully removed it, her hands trembling slightly as she looked at him. He was pale, motionless, and barely holding on. “What are you trying to do? Have you gone out of your mind?” James immediately stepped forward, panic flashing across his face. Before he could get any closer, Seraphina grabbed his arm and held him back. “She’s going to feed him her blood,” Seraphina said. James turned sharply toward her, staring as though she had completely lost her mind. “Her blood? He’s dying…he’s practically already dead…and you think feeding him her blood is going to save him?” Seraphina’s grip tightened around his wrist. “Watch your tone when you speak to me, boy,” she said coldly. James immediately groaned as pain shot through his wrist. His eyes widened as he looked at Seraphina. She didn’t even look like she was using much strength, yet he could barely mov
Tears slipped down his cheeks again, and before Kael could say anything else, Damien turned and began walking away. “Damien,” Beta Kael called after him. But Damien didn’t stop. Kael immediately followed him. Whatever happened between them, Damien was still his son, and Kael knew his son was walking away with a heart that had just been shattered. Meanwhile, Amelia stood outside the emergency ward with her hand pressed against her chest. She stared at the closed door in front of her, but her body refused to move. Her legs suddenly felt too heavy. Behind that door was Aiden. Aiden, who was lying there because of her. Aiden, who had risked his life to bring her back. Aiden, who had been bitten and clawed by the woman he loved while trying to save her. And somewhere behind her was Damien, crying because of the decision she was about to make. Guilt pressed heavily against Amelia’s chest. For Damien. For Aiden. For Arthur. For everything. Seraphina slowly
“He’s Arthur’s real father. I can’t let him die!” The words hung heavily in the hallway. Damien remained on his knees, staring up at Amelia as though he had stopped understanding the world around him. His hands slowly loosened around the fabric of her hospital gown, and for several long seconds, he said nothing. The tears on his face kept falling, one after another, while Amelia stood before him with tears of her own gathering in her eyes. “Damien…” Seraphina called softly. He didn’t respond. Seraphina exchanged a brief look with Beta Kael. Kael had been watching his son closely, and despite the tension between them over the past few years, something tightened painfully in his chest when he saw the devastation written all over Damien’s face. “That’s enough, Damien,” Beta Kael said quietly. Damien barely reacted when his father reached down and pulled him gently to his feet. For a moment, he stood there stiffly, his shoulders trembling. Then Kael pulled him into his arm
Amelia looked away, her lips trembling as she fought back a sob. “Damien…” “Please,” he begged. His voice cracked completely. “I don’t care if you don’t love me the way I love you.” Amelia’s head snapped back toward him. Damien forced a broken smile. “Just stay.” Her heart shattered. “Damien, please stand up.” He shook his head. “I can wait.” Amelia stared at him through her tears. “I’ve waited before,” Damien continued. “I can wait again. But please don’t walk away from me.” Amelia couldn’t take it anymore. She turned her face away, allowing the tears to fall freely. Then Damien reached forward and gently held the edge of her hospital gown, as though even that small piece of fabric was all he could hold onto. “But why?” Damien asked, his voice barely above a whisper. “You have me.” Amelia closed her eyes. “Arthur has me,” Damien continued desperately. “We don’t need him.” Amelia immediately opened her eyes and looked down at him. Damien’s despera
Seraphina immediately knew. He had heard everything. Her eyes briefly met Beta Kael’s before she looked back at Damien. Amelia’s face brightened slightly when she saw him. “Damien…” But Damien didn’t smile. He simply stared at her. Something inside Amelia tightened. “Don’t do it,” Damien said. Her small smile disappeared. Amelia frowned. “What?” Damien slowly shook his head. “Don’t go in there and give him your blood.” Amelia stared at him in confusion. “Damien—” “You don’t understand what you’re doing.” His voice cracked. Amelia’s brows pulled together. “What are you talking about?” Damien took a step closer but stopped himself before coming too near. His eyes briefly moved toward Seraphina before returning to Amelia. “I heard everything.” Amelia froze. Her eyes immediately shifted toward Beta Kael, then Seraphina. Seraphina lowered her gaze, and Amelia’s stomach dropped. “You heard us?” Damien nodded slowly. “I heard about the cure.” Ame
Seraphina nodded slowly. “Your blood is the cure.” Amelia stared at her mother in confusion. “What do you mean?” “You would have to give him your blood,” Seraphina explained. “He has to drink it.” For a moment, Amelia simply stared at her. Then she released a long breath, and relief washed across her face. “That’s it?” Seraphina’s lips parted slightly, but she remained silent. Amelia immediately pushed the blanket aside and began preparing to get off the bed. “If that’s all it takes, then I’ll do it.” Seraphina remained silent. Amelia paused and slowly turned toward her mother. The relief on her face faded when she noticed the worried expression Seraphina was still wearing. “What else?” “Nothing,” Seraphina answered quickly. Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Mom.” “There’s nothing else you need to know right now.” Amelia stared at her. She knew Seraphina was hiding something. She could see it in the way her mother avoided her eyes and kept clenching her hands toge
“I’ll be honest with you: time is not on our side. If you consent, we’ll prepare the blood immediately, and you should also speak with Doctor Cassia, she has a specialty in cases like this. She will tell you what to do…” the doctor said, her tone urgent yet calm.Aiden’s chest heaved as he stepped
“Dante?” Aiden and James voiced out in chorus again, shock flashing across their faces as they turned sharply back to Sofia.Sofia froze for the briefest second, then forced out a nervous laugh, high-pitched, the kind that sounded more like a crack than amusement.“Is it true? Do you know Dante?” A
Meanwhile, Cassia was in the guest room, pacing to and fro, her steps restless and uneven. Her face carried the weight of shock, worry, and disbelief all at once. All this time, it had been Sofia…the woman she once thought harmless…who had tried to kill her. And for years, she had believed it was A
Sofia’s knees buckled as she rushed toward her son, clutching Ethan’s limp body with trembling arms. Her sobs came raw and frantic, breaking through the air like shattered glass. She rocked him back and forth, desperate, as though motion alone could coax life back into him.Her hands fumbled in her







