جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 4

The knife should have killed him. Sera knew exactly where she’d thrown it. Perfect angle. Perfect force. Silver-edged blade straight through the throat. No human survived that. Most vampires didn’t either. Husen Vale merely looked annoyed. Blood slid slowly down the side of his neck beneath the subway lights while the ancient vampire examined the blade with mild criticism. “Balanced poorly,” he murmured. “The weight drags slightly left.” Sera drew another knife instantly. Jonas raised his rifle beside her. “Don’t move.” Husen finally looked up at them fully. The station lights flickered weakly overhead, casting pale shadows across sharp cheekbones and cold crimson-gold eyes. Up close, he looked worse somehow. Not more monstrous. More alive. Too alive. Every movement is precise. Every expression is deliberate. Predator pretending civility. His dark coat hung open slightly at the throat, silver rings gleaming faintly against pale fingers stained with blood. Bodies surrounded him ac

The screaming followed them through the streets. Wilds. Dozens of them. Maybe more. Sera sprinted beside Jonas through the frozen ruins above the subway station, boots slamming hard against snow-covered asphalt while icy wind tore through abandoned buildings around them Behind them, the station entrance exploded. Concrete burst outward into the street. A body flew through the cloud of debris and crashed against an overturned bus hard enough to bend metal. Husen, still alive. Of course. The ancient vampire rolled once across the snow before rising immediately, blood dripping from his mouth, and silver burns still smoking faintly along his throat. Three wilds launched after him seconds later. Husen moved instantly. One lost its head. Another smashed through a car windshield. The third he caught by the jaw and slammed face-first into the pavement hard enough to crack ice beneath it. Sera kept running. Not her problem. Jonas grabbed her arm sharply. “Faster!” The wilds behind Hu