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The Blood Moon hung high in the sky, casting its malevolent red glow over the kingdom, a harbinger of the chaos that was about to unfold. Sienna stood on the edge of the palace courtyard, her heart pounding in her chest. Her silver blood, still fresh on her hands from the confrontation with Ryder, glistened in the dim light. It was strange, the sensation of her blood coursing through her body felt different now, as if every drop pulsed with a strange, ancient energy. The prophecy, the weight of it, gnawed at her mind, urging her to take action.

she says at last. I arch a brow. The kind of brow that says: Spare me the tragic backstory. I’m not going to sit here and play therapist to a mother who wants to wax poetic about her bloodstained son like he’s just some troubled little boy. She smiles faintly, amused by my lack of pretense. “Well,” she says, “you’re clever. And still, here you are. Trapped in a world you didn’t choose. That’s the thing about blood… it knows how to find its way back. We don’t outrun what’s bred into our marrow. Not really.”

He is breathing heavily and I can see he wants blood, he wants revenge he wants the head of whoever did this. I stand up and walk over to him and give him a reassuring pat on the shoulder, I know it won’t do anything for him hell it doesn’t do anything for me either but it’s something to keep myself busy. Adrian looks at me and I see the concern on his face, he also gives me a squeeze on the shoulder but when he pulls his hand away it’s covered in blood. We both stare down at it and then that’s when I feel the blinding searing pain rip through my back.

Alexandra sighed and closed her eyes before continuing her explanation. "Turns out the back blood in me is not gone. It's been inactive you could say. If I have one more dose of that blood, I don't know what would happen." "But that's not gonna happen." Mike- said. "Why would anyone want to continue what that guy did to you?" "And how do you even know the blood is still in you?" Prea gasped. "I- is that how mom-? Did you..?" "No! Why would you think that?!" Prea glared at her friend. For some reason it felt like she was 15 and Prea was 13 again.

As expected, they attacked one week later. You are not the only one studying me, Derek. I am knowing you a little better by every attack you plan. First, vampires and now hybrids… you are getting desperate. “Red, can you guys always return to me through my blood?” I asked, taking a fighting stance. I didn’t have to say Aria had hid in the bushes already. “Yes. We are connected to you through your blood. No matter where we are in this universe, as long as your blood is flowing in your veins, we can return to you,” the seven of them said in unison, and I smirked.

My blood runs cold. Shit.

Everyone stepped back in fear. "You want to hurt them? Over my dead body!"

With the start of a new chapter in my life, I no longer wished to be haunted by the past. I was happy on my own every second of the day. I believed that was what my mother wished for me. … After five years away from home, I decided to return by a twist of fate. The first thing I did was pay my respects to Bridget, letting her know I was doing well. At the same time, I wanted to reconnect with friends and family back home and find some closure.

Or read all the books in the romance section of the local library! "I'm sorry! I haven't stolen anything! I don't do drugs! I haven't even seen any type of drugs before... Well, I have, you know, Ibuprofen, Paracetamol, Advil, Lo— Well that's not the point! The point is, I don't deserve to die! I'm so young and growing..." Charlie keeps rambling on in a high-pitched voice. The mysterious man scrunches up his brows as an amused look crosses his eyes. Charlie would've noticed this if she wasn't staring at his big hands that clutch two duffle bags in a tight grip.

It was a really chaotic place to be in as a lot more families also get their share of blood being distributed. In all the ruckus, we had managed to get our fair share, just in time to make an early return home. In a haste to get out of the crowded area, Dennis; the name of the vampire I accompanied, tripped over a rock sending the rather large paper bag which held the packaged blood into the air.