My mate, the vampire lord Evander, murdered me. He ripped our blood bond from my soul, and I could only scream as my human body tore itself apart from the inside. I died in pure agony.Then, I shot awake, a gasp tearing from my lungs.The vial of synthetic blood slipped from my hand, clattering to the floor.I looked around. The familiar castle hallway. The gothic carvings. And the door. That damned door.I was back. It was the night of the Blood Moon Feast. The night Evander’s century-old bloodlust curse erupted."Linnea?"His deep voice radiated from the other side of the door—strained, tight, and laced with the raw madness of the curse I knew all too well. It was beginning. He was losing control."What are you waiting for?"Last time, I opened that door.He threw me down, bit me, and sealed our fates with a blood bond.I thought it was the beginning of our love story. It was the beginning of my nightmare."Coming, my Lord," I said. My voice was calm, but my hand trembled as it found
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