Novel & Cerita My Golden Blood Ep 1 Eng Sub

The blood inside—Sienna's blood—gleamed impossibly bright. I'd collected it during her brief stay at my court weeks ago—a single drop offered freely to seal our temporary alliance. What she didn't know was that a drop was all I needed. "Show me your secrets," I whispered, adding a drop of silver nitrate. The blood hissed, separating into layers—normal red at the bottom, but a glowing gold material rising to the top. Fascinating. The stories were true. Ruby Wolf blood held something else—something ancient. Something strong.

At the top, in letters larger than the rest, were the words: The Prophecy of the Gold Blood. Aurora leaned forward. Her eyes moved quickly across the page, drinking in as much as she could. When darkness swallows the land of wolves and the pack bleeds from within, a gold-blooded one shall rise. Born of shadow and sacrifice, marked by the moon herself. She shall carry within her the fire to rebuild or the power to destroy. The pack shall not survive without her. And she shall not survive without the truth... Aurora's mouth went dry. She read it again. Then a third time.

I knew I would be fine. "I guess you better get some milk before you go to sleep," Mom suggested, handing me the milk. I took the glass from her and sipped it. I was even hungrier as I drank it. Suddenly, a new train of epiphany rushed into my mind. "Mom, tell me why you always make me drink this?" Mom smiled and stroked my head affectionately. I took another gulp and waited for her to put the last piece into my jigsaw puzzle. "Because it's the substitute of human blood," she replied.

I hissed. The screen flashed red. ACCESS DENIED. "Julian, the Weaver’s codes aren't working! They’ve updated the encryption!" "Try the secondary sequence!" Julian’s voice was panicked. "Lisa, Maya’s vitals are dropping! The stasis field is failing!" I didn't use the keyboard. I stood in front of the terminal and closed my eyes. I didn't want the data; I wanted the origin. I reached out to the building, looking for the sample taken from me seven years ago. I looked for the echo of my own blood.

I looked at the forest. The gold-skinned man was standing up. His wound was closing. "The Gold gene doesn't die, Ethan," he laughed. "It just adapts." He pointed behind us. The Silver-Oak estate wasn't burning anymore. It was glowing. "The funeral is over," the Ryder child said. "The harvest is here." A thousands gold-skinned wolves stepped out of the trees. Who is the Architect now, and why is Caleb the only one who can see the truth?

Without hesitation, I reopened the cut on my palm using the sharp tip of my fingernail, letting pure, untamed golden Solis blood pool in my hand. "Open your mouth, Silas," I whispered, leaning over him. "Aria... no... your blood... if they see..." Silas weakly protested, trying to turn his head away to protect my secret. "Drink!" I commanded, my hand pressing firmly against his jaw. "Drink my blood, Alpha, or I will never forgive you!" Silas parted his lips. I pressed my bleeding palm directly over his mouth, feeding him my golden royal blood. The second my blood hit his tongue, a blinding wave of golden light erupted from between our bodies!

“Most people we injected your blood into couldn’t survive it. Some turned into wolves but died during the transformation. Others ran away. But we had no successful experiments until we found someone. Mr. Gordon said his blood was golden.” “What do you mean by golden blood?” I asked. She grinned. “Well, when we injected your blood into the young man, he didn’t react. But his senses heightened, and his strength increased. Yet, he didn't realize that his body was changing. Your blood is compatible with his blood. It didn’t kill him,” she said. I narrowed my eyes on her. “Is it Peter?” I asked. “No,” she said. “It’s Trevor Coleman.” My eyes widened. “Why the hell did you let them run experiments

A pulse. A presence. It began in the center of my chest. Then spread. Down my spine. Through my veins. Into every part of me. My breathing became uneven. The air around me changed. Maddalena froze. I felt her hand stop. Then— The blood suddenly erupted into light. Brilliant. Blinding. Golden. Not red. Not crimson. Gold. Pure liquid gold. Maddalena screamed. The bowl shattered on the floor. She stumbled backward in terror.

At this time, only one-tenth of the one thousand milliliters of blood was left, and the golden light emitted was getting brighter and brighter. The four elders stopped at the same time. One of the elders instantly appeared in front of the remaining one-tenth of golden blood. After he reached out to grab it, he teleported above the giant octagonal spaceship in the blink of an eye. The eight corners of the spaceship emitted lightning-like light at the same time. After it fell on the golden blood, it continued refining. The elder had returned to his original position. The four elders were sweating profusely from their foreheads and also getting weak.

There is no emotion whatsoever reflected on his face, but his eyes, have a panicked look to them, but that's not what rips a soundless gasp from me his eyes were glowing, not red, but gold, stunning vibrant gold. Someone calls out to him and mumbles something too low for me to hear, but I don't bother with that. I cough and blood start coming out of my mouth again, this time, it's not a trickle, it's a steady stream. Max curses and calls out my name. There is a flurry of movement but my eyes is on Max, he is saying something, over and over again, but I can't hear him. My vision goes spotty and the last thing I see is his golden eyes before everything goes dark.