All Chapters of Bloodline Eclipse: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Ella “They’re coming... All of them, And this time Valerius isn’t sending soldiers… he’s coming himself.”Rhaziel’s knees buckle the second the last word leaves his mouth. He crashes inside the golden circle like a broken marionette, blood pouring so dark it looks black in the dying light.“Rhaziel!” I scream, dropping beside him so fast my knees crack on stone . “No, no, no, stay with me !”Adrian is already crawling, dragging his body across the floor even though his arms are shaking and his eyes still have that terrifying ringed crimson. “Let me see him,” he rasps, voice shredded from hours of roaring my name .“You can’t even hold your own head up,” I snap , tears burning tracks down my cheeks . “Just stay there !”“I’m fine,” he lies again, and the lie hurts worse than any wound .He rips what’s left of his shirt, presses the cloth hard against the gash in Rhaziel’s side . Blood soaks through instantly.Rhaziel’s eyes flutter open, glassy, and unfocused. “Listen… please…”“Sav

Ella “They’re here.”Adrian’s whisper is ice and fire at the same time. The castle doors explode upward like someone took a battering ram to the sky, Dust and splinters rain down the stairwell.I’m on my feet in a heartbeat before him. “How many?”“Too many.” His voice is steady, but his hand trembles when he grabs mine . “We hold the stairs and Buy Rhaziel some time.”Rhaziel is still unconscious, bleeding slow and steady. I nod anyway. “Together.”“Together,” he echoes, and squeezes once.Then we started running. The first vampire hits the top step and Adrian meets him with a shoulder to the chest that sends the guy flying back into three others. I slash my claws across another throat before he can clear the landing. The Blood sprays hot across my face.“To your Left!” Adrian shouts.I spin and drive my elbow into a jaw, feel bone crack. Adrian’s blade sings beside me, fast, brutal, beautiful . We move like we’ve been fighting side by side for years , not days.“How many more?” I

Ella “Adrian Vale is a Turned traitor, Dead or alive. Five million credits.”The drones keep circling, the words keep flashing across the sky like a death sentence written in neon . Adrian stares up at his own face, eyes hollow.“They really know how to make a guy feel special,” he mutters.I grab his sleeve. “We have to move.”He doesn’t budge. “They’re coming for me, Ella. Not you.”“Shut up and walk.”He finally looks at me, silver eyes ringed crimson again. “You heard the reward. Five million. You could—”“I said shut up.” I yank him toward the side exit. “I’m not for sale.”Boots crunch on broken glass outside.Four figures step through the ruined doorway, rifles raised, Nightwatch gear gleaming under the drone lights.Jared is in front, face grim. Mason, Elora, and Finn behind him.“Hands where we can see them,” Jared calls, voice flat.Adrian steps in front of me instantly. “Walk away, J.”“Can’t do that, Vale,” Jared answers. “Orders came down an hour ago.”Adrian’s laugh i

Ella “They’re not stopping .” Adrian’s voice is raw, almost gonev, but the words still cut straight through me.We’re half-running , half-stumbling through thick forest, my arm around his waist, his around my shoulders . Blood drips from both of us in steady rhythm . Every step hurts. Every breath hurts more.“Wolf territory is suicide,” he rasps. “They’ll smell us coming.”“Exactly,” I pant. “That’s why they won’t look here .”He tries to laugh and ends up coughing blood . “Your logic is terrifying .”“Shut up and walk .”We break through a wall of pine into a tiny clearing . A small stone cottage sits tucked against the trees, chimney smoking , warm light glowing behind curtains. My legs almost give out from relief .A woman steps out before we reach the door, silver hair braided back , eyes sharp but kind. She takes one look at us and sighs like she’s been expecting this .“Get inside before the whole pack smells you,” she says quietly . “Quick now.”Adrian tenses. “Who are you?

Ella “Sleep, child.”Vera’s voice is soft in the dark, but the cot beside me is cold and empty and wrong .“I can’t,” I whisper back, rolling over for the hundredth time . My hand slides across the sheets, searching for a body that isn’t there . “Every time I close my eyes I feel his fangs .”She sits on the edge of the cot, brushes hair from my face . “He’s alive, Ella . The bond doesn’t lie. You’d know if he wasn’t.”“I know,” I choke. “That’s worse. He’s out there hating himself and I’m here doing nothing.”“You’re healing,” she says. “You’re learning. That’s not nothing.”I clutch the wolf pendant Lucira gave me until the edges bite my palm. “It feels like betrayal.”Vera is quiet for a long moment. “Love is never betrayal. Even when it hurts.”I don’t answer , I can’t.Outside, the moon climbs higher, full and silver and cruel . I feel it in my bones, in my blood , in the golden marks that used to spark warm and now just burn cold. The first pull hits like a fist to the chest .