My Blood Wizard System
Rowan (quiet, deadly):
“Carpathian thunder-dragon.
House Dragomir.
Thought they all went dormant after the 1700s.”
Lucian’s eyes flick straight to me (like he heard every word).
He smiles.
Not cocky.
Polite.
Terrifying.
Then he bows, just a fraction, like he’s greeting royalty.
Coach blows the whistle for partner drills.
Lucian ends up paired with Remy.
The entire gym holds its breath.
They circle.
Remy is fast, Remy is strong, Remy is dire-coyote royalty.
Lucian is… inevitable.
One palm on Remy’s chest, one twist, and suddenly Remy is on his back staring at the ceiling, completely unharmed and completely confused.