Selene’s eyes flew open. The ceiling of her cramped apartment was the first thing she saw in the thick dark. The air felt like a warm press on her bare skin, making every breath a struggle. A deep burn started on the sensitive skin of her inner right thigh. She shifted on the sheets, and a low moan caught in her throat.The sigil was there. She didn’t need to look. It had become a living thing. A thorny black rose, crowned with a blood-red V, sat barely an inch from her pussy lips. It felt like a brand sinking its roots into her nerves. The mark throbbed with her racing heart, and with every beat, fresh heat spilled out of her. She felt herself soaking the sheets, her body reacting to the magic with a desperation she had never known. She felt empty, a hollow ache deep inside that demanded to be filled, while her clit felt swollen and angry, begging for a touch she knew she shouldn’t give.She tried to hold back, to think, to wonder what this meant for her life, but the mark didn’t car

The enforcers gave Selene no time to steady herself. They pulled her from the vehicle, her bound wrists hurting as they dragged her through the arched entrance into the hidden court. She was still naked, her skin covered in cold sweat and the wetness the mark had forced from her. The air here felt colder, thick with the smell of old power and rich indulgence. They took her into the main hall, a grand space that looked like a cathedral built for a merciless god. Crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, casting a blood-red light over everything. The glow fell on silk drapes and thick cushions thrown across the floor, but Selene could barely take any of it in. She felt every eye in the court on her—vampires and servants watching her with open hunger and curiosity. At the far end, on a throne cut from one solid block of black marble, sat Viktor. He didn’t look like any storybook king. He looked like a predator taking a break between hunts. He wore only fitted black trousers that

The next night, the court gathered like a pack of starving wolves, their eyes full of envy and hunger. They didn’t have to wait long. Viktor led Selene into the center of the hall, his hand firm on the back of her neck, guiding her toward the long marble banquet table. He didn’t offer her a seat or anything to drink. He pushed her forward until her chest pressed against the cold stone. He bent her over the table, pulling her hips back and spreading her legs wide. Selene’s breath came in short, panicked gasps as the cool air touched her exposed skin. Her ass tilted up, her thighs open so far that the glowing mark showed clearly to every vampire in the room. The thorny rose seemed to burn brighter under all those stares, its red light casting long shadows across her skin. The courtiers circled closer, a tight ring of beautiful, dangerous faces leaning in for a better look at the King’s new mystery. Selene could hear their whispers and the quiet rustle of their clothes. She felt like m

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