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Chapter 90: The Bloody Bounty

Author: Fuyingwen
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-11-14 01:37:08

The Blood Bounty was an ancient, terrible instrument of power. It wasn't just a contract; it was a blood-soaked invitation broadcast on arcane frequencies that every supernatural creature could hear in the back of their minds, a whisper of temptation that also spread like a virus through the dark web and encrypted mercenary channels. Overnight, Jack Sterling went from being a regional king to the most hunted man on the planet.

The price on his head—the whereabouts of his long-los

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