LOGINI was a human, but my husband Damien was one of the noblest vampires. When I was two months pregnant, I was kidnapped by a traitorous vampire whom Damien had banished, and tortured to death. But my husband Damien, was with his first love Vivienne, accompanying her for her Blood Withering treatment. This is an extremely rare vampire disease that requires human blood of a rare blood type for treatment. Three days ago, he demanded I give my blood to Vivienne. When I refused, telling him I was two months pregnant with our child, his eyes had turned cold. "Stop lying," he had snarled. "You're just being selfish, trying to let Vivienne die." He drove me to the edge of the territory and left me there — a human, alone in the wilds after dark. "Find your own way back since you're so heartless." I stood there in the darkness and was taken by Silas — a rogue vampire Damien had once condemned to punishment. He cut off my limbs. With cruel satisfaction, he called my husband. But Damien simply didn't believe it. His response was brief and cold: "Whatever it is, Vivienne's treatment is more important. She needs me right now." Silas let out a dark laugh. "Well, well... Seems like the great Enforcer values his ex over his own wife." When Damien arrived at the crime scene hours later, he was horrified by the brutality inflicted on the corpse. He raged at the killer for being so savage to a pregnant woman. But he didn't recognize that the mutilated body before him was his own wife — me.
View MoreIn the Elder Sanctum, attendants whispered among themselves."Did you hear? The Chief Enforcer's human wife — she's the body they found at the border.""I heard she snuck out of the territory on her own and got killed by a rogue vampire. Brought it on herself.""Poor Damien. At least he has Vivienne to comfort him.""Such a strong woman. Still going through Blood Withering treatment and dealing with all this."Vivienne lay in her treatment chamber, soaking in every drop of sympathy. Each pitying glance, each concerned word made her smile a little brighter.She was celebrating my death while pretending to mourn it.Then a squad of enforcers appeared at the end of the corridor. Their footsteps were sharp and synchronized.Vivienne's smile froze.An attendant tried to block them. "This is a treatment area, you can't—"The lead enforcer held up a seal bearing the Vampire King's crest. "Step aside.""There must be a mistake!" Vivienne's voice pitched high with practiced panic. "I'm in the m
Damien staggered into the cold chamber again, Marcus gripping his arm to keep him upright.He looked at my ruined body, and a raw, guttural sound tore from his throat — like a wounded animal.I watched him, confused. Why did he look so shattered?Wasn't my death exactly what he wanted? I was the obstacle between him and Vivienne. With me gone, nothing stood in their way.His fingers found the long scar on my back. The one I got throwing myself between him and a Holylight dagger. His hand trembled."Lena..." His voice cracked. "How did it end up like this?""When we first bonded, you were so good to me. Every time the blood thirst hit, you stayed by my side and took care of me. You swore you'd always be there. And I... I promised to protect you."He dragged a hand roughly across his face. "What changed? Was it after Vivienne came back? Or was it me? Did I push you into this?""I thought the blood donation wouldn't endanger your life. I just couldn't watch Vivienne die. But now..."Now h
Damien's face drained of color, but he forced his voice steady. "It's a coincidence. Lena is probably fine, somewhere in the human world."He turned on the compounder. "Do you know my wife? Are you working with her? Deceiving an enforcer carries severe consequences."The old vampire shrank back, shaking his head frantically.Before Damien could press further, an urgent message from Marcus cut through: the Blood Tracing Rite was complete.One of the senior enforcers gripped Damien's shoulder. "Go back to the Hall. We'll finish up here."But Damien didn't move. He crouched down and touched the dried blood on the floor — traces left behind from when the body had been stored here."How much pain was she in?" he whispered.A few of the younger enforcers turned away.Damien staggered out like a man walking through fog.Watching him stumble, my heart clenched despite everything.From the day of our bonding to the day I died, he never once called me by any term of endearment. No "darling," no
The last time I "disappeared," it was during a hunting gathering hosted by one of the pureblood families.Vivienne had suggested we take a walk together, just the two of us. "Let's get to know each other properly," she said with that gentle smile.Once we were deep in the woods, far from the others, she shoved me into the Darkmist Bog.Every vampire knew the bog was harmless to their kind but toxic to humans. The mist alone could knock a person unconscious in minutes. Damien had mentioned at dinner once that I couldn't even handle basic exposure to the wilds — and I'd seen the way Vivienne's eyes lit up when he said it.The poisonous fog flooded my lungs. I couldn't breathe, couldn't see. My legs sank into the muck as the world spun.Somehow, I dragged myself out. I don't know how long it took. My leg was injured, my clothes ruined, my body shaking.When I finally limped back to the gathering spot, everyone was gone. They had packed up and left without me.It took me hours to make it






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