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Lilias sat frozen, her mind reeling, as a deep and appalled silence stretched between them.She was trapped, held captive not by chains, but by the eager, desperate grip of Auntie Glenny, whose touch, surprisingly strong, belied her outwardly plump appearance.The older woman's plea was a stark contrast to the idyllic setting of her home."Listen, I can help you find your friend, I truly can, and I can also offer you safe lodging for the night," Auntie Glenny insisted, her voice tight with a strange blend of desire and persuasion. "All I ask for is your blood. Is that really so much to ask?"Her eyes, burning with a mix of naive appeal and something darker, more intensely covetous, bore into Lilias's. They were no longer the soft, welcoming eyes of a kind aunt, but windows into a soul swayed by a dangerous promise.Lilias slowly shook her head, a quiet pity for the misguided woman mixing with her own rising disgust.She simply could not comprehend how humans, seemingly intelligent and

In the spacious living room, Lilias found Rudi and Stan already seated, two steaming cups of rich, dark coffee placed on the polished wooden table in front of them.The gentle aroma of the brew filled the air, a stark contrast to the thick, cloying scent of the back room. As they saw her emerge from the shadows of the doorway, both men's brows furrowed, their faces etched with a shared concern.“Where is Auntie?” Rudi asked.He cast a quick glance towards the back of the house, where Lilias had just come from, then his gaze snapped back to her.“Did you manage to convince her to banish all that occult stuff?”He let out a heavy sigh, a sound laden with years of frustration. “The family has warned her for long, tried to talk sense into her, but she just seems so driven to belong to that Order, whatever it is.”Lilias walked over and sat down, carefully picking up the cup of hot coffee.Its warmth, a welcome sensation, seeped into her chilled fingers, offering a brief moment of comfort

“Perhaps there will be an additional reward for you, Luci, if you succeed this time.”The master’s last words, seemed to echo in the chilled, damp air of the bunker. Luci, the demon, considered the options presented by this sudden, tantalizing suggestion. He weighed the inherent risks against the immense, almost unimaginable potential for personal gain.A cold, calculating logic churned within his mind, pushing aside the lingering sting of his recent failure. As this new setup, this desperate last resort, began to coalesce into something that seemed truly feasible, a wide, predatory grin, slowly spread across his face. His mind, once consumed by the frustration of a botched plan, was now entirely fixated on the vivid promise of the reward his master had dangled before him, the intoxicating, almost overwhelming taste of impending power.“Perfect!” Luci hissed, a sound of pure, unadulterated satisfaction, like air escaping a punctured tire. He rubbed his hands together, his rough skin r

Lilias’s words hung heavy in the air, as if fate itself had spoken. The path ahead felt certain now, clear and steady. The air around them seemed to shimmer with the unspoken power of her declaration that settled deep in the twilight.Auntie Glenny nervously hesitated again as she cleared her throat.“I actually wanted to go with you, you know, to live in the coven,” she confessed, her voice dropping to a near whisper.For years, she had sought connection within the Order, a false family. The thought of a true community, a coven of witches, had been a surprising, sudden hope.“But now you’re saying you’re going to live with the werewolves.” Her shoulders slumped almost imperceptibly. “There’s no place for a human there, isn’t it? I would be completely out of place, utterly misplaced.”A quiet sadness crept into her tone, colored by a disappointment she couldn’t quite mask as if a bright, shining door had just closed in her face. The dreams of sisterhood and a secure future, briefly ig