University of the Damned
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Damien adjusted her hair with surprising tenderness.
“Whatever happens in there,” Kael said, looking at both of them, “we face it together. No regrets.”
“No regrets,” Damien echoed.
Serena smiled through fresh tears. “No regrets.”
They stepped out of the greenhouse hand in hand — a werewolf, a vampire, and a witch, bound by blood, grief, love, and growing desire.
The final descent into the Nexus awaited.
As they approached the glowing archway once more, the fusion creature had grown even stronger, now absorbing the bodies of fallen infected around it. It blocked the entrance completely and spoke with a chilling new clarity:
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