Blood Oath Academy
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They were wrong, not vampire red, not wolf gold, not human, they were silver, not even a soft grey—silver, bright and reflective like a blade catching moonlight, and they were fixed entirely on her.
A chill slid down Virelle’s spine. Soreya’s posture changed instantly. “What are you doing here, Caedmon?” Caedmon did not look at Soreya. “I came to see the girl who turned the oath silver.” Virelle’s pulse kicked once, hard. “You all really need better hobbies.” If he was offended, he gave no sign. He kept looking at her with those impossible eyes, and the longer he did, the more unsettled she became because they did not look merely unusual.
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