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The Shadow in the Trees

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last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-06-21 02:19:39

The woods were denser now, the air thicker, almost humid despite the chill in the air. Mist hugged the forest floor, swirling around Ashara’s boots as she made her way deeper into the unknown. Her grip on the gun had grown tighter, knuckles white, yet it didn’t calm the goosebumps crawling up her arms.

Every rustle, every creak of branch, made her heart pound harder.

Why did I come here alone? she asked herself.

But still… something pushed her forward. That injured deer. The feeling that something was watching. A strange magnetism pulling her deeper.

What she didn’t know—what she couldn’t possibly know—was that she was being watched.

From high in the trees, cloaked in shadows, he moved with silent precision. Faster than sound. Faster than thought. His pale skin shimmered faintly under the moonlight, eyes a shifting storm of silver and black. At first glance, he could have passed for human—young, beautiful even, in a predatory way—but there was nothing human about the way he moved. The
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  • Shattered Vows, Silent Fire    The story of past!

    Ashara opened her eyes the moment she sensed the shift in the room’s energy. Her father had just left, the heavy sound of the front door closing echoed faintly through the walls. She blinked slowly, adjusting to the dim golden glow of the lamp on the bedside table. Her body was still aching, not from injury, but from the weight of humiliation and fear she’d endured earlier.The first thing she saw was Zev—sitting quietly in a chair near the window, arms folded, eyes lost in the darkness beyond the glass. His profile was somber, unlike his usual teasing and lively self. He was still in the clothes he wore during the confrontation, and his hair was slightly tousled, as if he’d run his hand through it too many times.“Zev…” Her voice was soft, uncertain. He turned toward her immediately.Ashara gave him a fragile smile. “Thank you… for letting me stay here tonight.”Zev’s eyes met hers, but instead of the usual warmth, there was something else—something unreadable. He gave a faint nod, n

  • Shattered Vows, Silent Fire    Like a child!

    Ashara sat curled in Zev’s arms, her face buried in his chest as her shoulders shook with silent sobs. Zev held her tightly, his chin resting gently on her head, his fingers stroking her back in slow, soothing motions. Around them, Zev’s friends gathered, their usual teasing demeanor replaced with quiet concern. No one said much—what words could possibly undo the pain of a father’s slap or the weight of nearly crossing into death’s grasp?Ashara had walked into a storm, into forbidden land, into the heart of vampire territory—into hell. And somehow, she had come back unharmed. That alone was a miracle.“I’m so sorry,” she whispered, her voice hoarse against Zev’s shirt.“You’re okay now,” Zev murmured, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “You’re safe. That’s all that matters.”Ranan stood just behind them, arms crossed over his chest, his face unreadable. Even he, strict and loyal as he was, couldn’t bring himself to scold her—not yet. Not when she looked so fragile, like a leaf a

  • Shattered Vows, Silent Fire    The slap!

    Carlos opened the passenger door and stepped out first, letting the crisp river wind brush past him. The surrounding trees whispered under the pressure of the breeze, carrying the scent of pine, water, and something more fragile—fear. Ashara remained frozen in her seat, her breath shallow as she clutched the door frame with trembling fingers.She saw them.Across the river, standing in a tight line, was her father, Kael—his expression unreadable but his stance like iron. Zev was beside him, tense, fists clenched at his sides, eyes never leaving her. Behind them stood Ranan, Zev’s father, and a few of Kael’s most trusted friends. All were silent, still as stone, watching.Their gazes weren’t just angry. They were disappointed. Cold.Ashara’s heart plummeted into her stomach.“I can’t…” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the wind. “I can’t go out there.”Carlos glanced toward the group across the river, then back at her. He didn’t press. He simply extended his hand, palm open,

  • Shattered Vows, Silent Fire    The waiting !

    The wind howled through the trees lining the riverbank, stirring Kael’s cloak as he stood like a statue on the eastern edge of the border—the invisible line that separated his world from the vampires’. His amber eyes were locked on the misty stretch beyond the rushing waters, where his daughter had unknowingly crossed. His jaw clenched, his fists tight at his sides.She should’ve been back by now.Zev stood beside him, silent but alert. His friends lingered nearby, tension written across their young faces. Even Ranan, Zev’s father, was unusually somber, his arms crossed over his broad chest as he watched Kael pace.Kael’s steps faltered suddenly, his breath catching as he moved toward the water’s edge. One more step, and he’d be violating the sacred pact written generations ago in blood.“Kael, stop.”It was Ranan who moved first, stepping forward to block him. “Don’t be reckless,” he said calmly but firmly.“She’s my daughter!” Kael’s voice cracked. “She’s out there alone—surrounded

  • Shattered Vows, Silent Fire    Carlos and the fear of Darke!

    The metallic scent of blood filled the air—warm, thick, and human. Under the sharp lights of the sterile surgery room, Carlos moved with calm precision. His gloved hands were steady, his focus absolute. The scalpel in his grasp sliced gently through layers of skin, revealing the damaged tissue beneath, but his face betrayed no flicker of hunger, no sign of thirst.The others in the room had long admired his composure. To them, Dr. Carlos Virelli was a genius, a humanitarian—perhaps even a miracle worker. What they didn’t know was that he had once been a nightmare whispered through centuries. A vampire who had walked away from his bloodthirsty nature, who had spent over a millennium tempering the darkness that ruled his kind.“Forceps,” he said softly.The nurse handed them over, eyes wide in awe at his serene demeanor. The patient, a young man barely twenty, had been rushed in after a car crash. Carlos had already repaired a ruptured artery and was now closing the wound with practiced

  • Shattered Vows, Silent Fire    The Carlos kids and Aahara

    The wind carried a delicate scent—something wild yet innocent, warm like vanilla and fierce like fire. It wasn’t like the usual sting of werewolf musk. It was softer. Sweeter. Almost… unnatural.From the top floor of the college’s towering laboratory building, five pairs of immortal eyes followed the girl below, cloaked in sunlight, unaware that the air trembled with her arrival.“She’s here,” Jasper muttered, pressing his palm against the glass. His storm-grey eyes narrowed, scanning the courtyard where Ashara stood laughing with her human friends. “I can smell her everywhere.”“She’s not like the others,” Erin added, his posture stiff as ever, hands folded behind his back like a soldier in waiting. “No wolf stench. No obvious tells. She walks like a human. Laughs like one. Her aura though… it’s fractured. Too pure for a wolf, too volatile for a human.”Marvina, standing just beside Erin with arms crossed, frowned. Her dark eyes flicked from Ashara to the students swarming the campus

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