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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.

I yawned, then continued, "You're reading too much into it. I just didn't want them tainted by your filthy blood." I would not let them be blamed for killing a human and getting hunted, especially not for someone like him. "You can leave now. You delivered what you had to." I ignored his desperate cries as the lead wolf carried me back into the forest. The rest followed close behind. Whenever I returned, he was always there. He never dared speak to me. He just watched in silence, hoping I would say something—anything. Even if I spoke to the wolves, he listened like it was meant for him.

It was different from their world where the day and night differs. "It would be hard for Steve and his family to roam about now. He dare not come out when it's sunny" "You also realize that we can't change when it's day, Alpha" "I know. It would be possible when we've found the lost blood" Elon smirked. His omega, Dean, stared at him with a confused expression. "Lost blood? Where are we going to find that?"

“Different good, I hope? I’ve been… uh… working on my, you know, vibe.” He leaned back, steepling his fingers. “Your ‘vibe.’” “Yes! You know. More approachable. Less… uh…” I gestured vaguely at my face. “Intimidating?” That earned me a very faint smirk—gone almost as soon as it appeared. “Hmm.” The sound he made was not comforting. Servants moved quietly around the hall, pouring deep red liquid into goblets. One set a glass in front of me, and I froze. Blood.

“There is a map.” I narrowed my eyes. “What kind of map?” “One carved into memory. Into blood. I’ve seen it before. Traced it in her past. If I can access it again—through a bond—you may be able to reach her from the other side.” I stepped forward. “What do you need?” “Your blood,” she said without hesitation. “Not just any drop. It has to be drawn with intent. Power. It must come from your will to bring her back.”

"Yes. But you don't know what binds you." "What do you mean?" "Someone who has your blood flowing in their veins has been used to bind you." Sven? No. That was not right. Sven was my beloved, but he did not have my blood in his veins. When did they get someone else's blood on me? The blood soaked clothe that slapped me in the face. I remembered suddenly. But whose was it? That moment in the woods with the blood had been so brief that I hadn't gotten a chance to recognize the blood. However, I had my suspicion. Only a handful people in the world had my blood in their veins. I ground my teeth, willing my anger to ebb. Once again I turned to leave, but then I took note of the tension in Rekkia'

Serafino’s POV After I had a talk with Michael and rested, I went and got some blood from the fridge. It was deer blood and it was nice and chilling. Standing and sipping it, Rebecca enters the kitchen. “Hi, I love what you did to the place, but my favorite is this fridge. It is awesome,” she says as she takes out one of the human blood bags. I had a contact at the local blood bank and they gave me the blood that, for some reason, could not be used. I was not the kind that liked to milk humans just to get my fix.

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.

"What are you doing?" Shuffling, "What? Me?" Charlie narrows her eyes, a thought pops into her head, "Deedah! Are you having sex?!" This time, her best-friend laughs loudly, "No, *Poo-poo bear*. This fart bag was tickling me before you called. That monster..." She mutters at the end. "Oh? Zeus is back from Egypt? When did he get back?" "Dude just got back yesterday and he's trying to get into my pants," She hears the traces of an eye roll in her tone.

Her body was still bleeding and she needed to be saved or else there was no use in her possessing this body as she would die again from excessive blood loss. "Someone! Call the ambulance!" 'Finally! Someone call the fucking ambulance! Why are you guys so slow-witted when there are dozens of people!?' Tang Yazhu complained internally even about the pain she was feeling. "Hurry! Hurry! There's too much bleeding!" 'Oh, now you finally notice that I'm lying in a pool of blood,' Tang Yazhu continued to complain to the public inside her mind.