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The first night

Autor: Sommy Writes
last update Data de publicação: 2026-08-31 19:00:04

POV: Vivian

The cottage on the edge of the Blood River territory was warm, dark, and quiet.

Outside, two guards stood watch in the rain. Inside, the fire crackled in the fireplace, painting the heavy wooden bed in orange light.

I sat on the edge of the soft mattress. My heart was pounding like a hammer against my ribs. This is it, I thought, my hands gripping my knees. This is where the contract actually begins.

The front door unlocked with a heavy click. Gideon walked into the bedroom. He
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