Aya's POVFor a few seconds, nobody actually moved. Not Mom.Not Dad.Not Johanis.Not even the Ancient Fairy Hunter itself..The forest seemed to hold its breath with us. Then the Hunter's crimson eyes narrowed. "This is getting actually old."Mom's wings spread wider. Dad's claws flexed. And somehow, despite the fact that I was exhausted, injured, and currently standing beside an unconscious-looking cousin whose heartbeat was literally connected to the forest—I felt a tiny, stupid smile tug at my lips.Because Mom and Dad had arrived.And for the first time since entering Bloodbury, I didn't feel like we were fighting something impossible by ourselves.Mom's gaze never left the Hunter. "You've been chasing my bloodline for centuries. So yeah, as you say, this is honestly getting a bit too old, y'know?"Her voice was quiet. Way too quiet.. Like someone who is simply mad. Actually no, mad is too light of a word to describe my mother's aura. She is absolutely livid."And you still ha
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