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Hesitant but determined, I spoke up. “I have it. The blood. When she forged that sword, I collected what spilled into a container. It’s been preserved in the inner temples beneath the Northwoods ruins.” Aria gasped softly beside me in surprise. The godmother shook her head, a look of approval on her face. “Wise choice. That blood is of inestimable value, it will save her.” “Just tell me what to do,” I said, my voice raw with urgency.

--- The Blood That Remembers Greta laid out three bowls: Moon water Salt Bloodroot ash The air thickened. “Your birthright isn’t just power,” Greta said to Lillieth. “It’s memory. The ember your mother hid carries history.” Lillieth’s breath tightened. “Show me.” Greta nodded. “Give me your hands.” Draven stiffened. “If she gets hurt—” “She won’t,” Greta snapped. “But she has to see.” Lillieth placed her hands palms up over the bowls.

She raised the object in her hand,“This glass shard is from a special wand made from amethyst crystals that transport you to unknown realms to witness or recreate powerful moments from thousands of years back. And my guess is that they returned to the first blood moon altar so that the results of their barbaric ritual would be more potent.” “Great job but how do we get there, Hyacinth? That’s what we need to know,” I impatiently asked, my entire body itching with anxiety as midnight drew closer by the minute. “I’ll need to make an amethyst wand from scratch, but it’ll be much easier to find her with it if I can get some blood from each of you, else the portal might take us to a different sit

Not that I mind, but still it hurt. The irony was almost laughable. Almost. "Then, prove it," I whispered, my voice raw. Elias stiffened. "How?" Astrid stepped forward, her emerald eyes glinting. "Simple. We run the Blood Ritual." Madeline nodded, already moving toward a small table where a golden bowl sat waiting. "Under the full moon, you'll both give blood. If your souls have never been entangled, the blood will remain red in the sacred fire. If they have..." She trailed off meaningfully.

“How do I destroy the magic guarding the southern packs?” The seer stood motionless for a beat, then lifted a trembling hand and pointed toward me. “You already know the answer. But you’ve buried it.” I frowned. “Speak clearly.” He inhaled slowly. “The blood needed… is the Blood of Elarion. Pure. Ancient. Sacrosanct. The only blood that can break the Fullbinding.” “Where do I find it?” His answer came like the chime of a death bell. “It flows in Georgia.”

And I know of a way to produce the necessary amount of magical energy: the Blood Ritual. It is a banned ritual, highly taboo. I would have never even known about it, if it weren’t for all the books Ann used to smuggle from the Forbidden Section of the library. The ritual needs blood of two magical beings. It also needs to be performed when both the Altairain moons are full. I will of course be offering my blood. And I’ll have to ask Aldrich if he's willing to offer his blood.

They weren't their fated mates, so they were sidechicks. 'Does that make me a sidechick too?' 'Focus!' I shook my head and focused on what Emre was saying. "She told me she read something in that diary. There's a cure, but it's hard to get because not only does it involve Henbane, but it also requires Gennie's blood," Emre finished, and I found myself lost once again. Why her blood?

“Hearsay—” “I have copies.” Maeve reached into her cloak and unrolled a scroll of charmed vellum. “Pulled directly from the Everley House archive with permission. Timestamped. Recorded.” The murmur rose again. Even the Elders leaned closer. “I matched the contents to receipts filed by a courier service operating between our territory and Bloodpine,” she continued, laying each document in a neat line across the presentation stone. “The delivery included two blackroot seeds, powdered vervain, a diluted vial of manticore venom, and crushed blood opal.”