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David said slowly. “I don’t believe you can summon them infinitely. There must be a price to pay for such a heaven-defying technique. Otherwise, wouldn’t you be invincible?” Lufian spat through gritted teeth. “Of course, there is a price! But I can bear the price for the time being, so you don't have to worry about me.” Before seeing the Elves, David would have been a little afraid of overusing his blood essence and causing a physical overdraft. However, after getting the sacred sap from the Elves, he no longer had to worry about this problem.

Instead, he lifted it to his own throat. “No!” I gasped, reaching for his wrist, but too late. The edge nicked skin, shallow but precise. Immediately the scent hit me. It wasn’t just in the air…it invaded me, crawling into my lungs with every breath. Warm, rich, metallic sweetness unfurled in the room, clinging heavy as honey, sparking sharp as lightning across my nerves. Elf blood. His blood. It didn’t reek of iron the way human blood did. No, it smelled alive—ripe, forbidden, like temptation itself distilled into something I was never meant to taste. Every cell in my body strained toward it, trembling with hunger I had fought for hours to silence.

"A white wolf bloodline... we haven't seen one in a century! She's like the legendary Daughter of the Moon!" Shouts of praise erupted from the crowd. I strode into the sacred grounds with the elite guards personally trained by my father. I let the Alpha authority within me surge, forcing everyone present to bow their heads. "Iris! You dare steal the Moon Goddess Potion meant for the Alpha bloodline! This is blasphemy against the Goddess herself!" In this life, I strode toward Iris under the watchful eyes of the pack, a crystal vial of holy water in my hand. Holy water is the most ancient and sacred relic of the werewolves. It can instantly reveal any disguised transformation, without excepti

He looked like he was about to say something, but he was cut off when he started coughing violently. He spat out a mouthful of blackened blood. It made for a gruesome sight against the white carpet. Felix stared at the blood in disbelief before he jerked his head up to look at me. "Why?" I set my wine glass down and looked down at him from the tip of my nose. "I'm just fulfilling my responsibility as a mother." Felix's eyes widened when he finally registered my words. The wolfsbane worked quickly, especially since Felix had been caught completely off-guard. It didn't take long before he crumpled to the ground.

Simon inquired wearing a smile on his face as he stared at Fiona. "You know how it's hard to find rare herbs, before you find those herbs you could take days or weeks in the forest, and not to even mention the gem stones that you would also find, a distant specific type of gemstones and a drop of pure blood sacrifice to the gods. You can't just kill anyone to have that blood it has to be one of the pure Zelda's and Theta's that worshipped the moon goddess all their life without being disvirgined... Like I said pure" Fiona divulged as Simon realized that it would be very hard to find the ingredients to make the Bounds of Life potion.

As the moon dipped below the horizon, casting a dark shadow over Gettysburg's battle-scarred landscape, Reid and Elena prepared for the forbidden ritual. They stood within a circle of candles, their flickering flames dancing across the faces of the ancient tombstones. Elena's hands moved with deliberate precision, etching intricate symbols into the earth. Reid watched, his eyes burning with determination, as she poured a crimson liquid into the center of the circle. "The blood of the innocent," she whispered, "to awaken the Devouring Shadow."

I asked, and he replied, "Five hunters." When evening struck, I set out with the other warriors. We headed towards the regular spot, which was at the border of the Moon Crest pack. From here, we impersonate as werewolves, shedding our skin and secretly taking a new persona. Then we go into the pack and trap as many werewolves as possible whom we take to our pack and give their blood to the sick. Their blood contains a certain vitamin that possesses a high quantity of vermains that makes them heal quickly.

"I wish Harold Reed would meet a silver-laden end." Caleb immediately wrapped his arms around her, his own face dark with protective fury as he processed the threatening implications of Harold's twisted gift. **(Elara's POV)** In Northern Ridge Territory, Lucian and I searched through the wilderness area behind the luxury hunting lodge, looking for the wild moonberries Rachel had suggested. "There!" I pointed excitedly at a cluster of small, dark berries growing on thorny vines. "Those must be them!" Lucian immediately moved toward the patch, but I could see how the sharp thorns were scratching his hands and arms as he carefully harvested the precious fruit.

She said so I frowned. "The entire Vampire High student will be divided into groups. Whichever race you are, you will be there. All Pure Vampires will come together, all Half Vampires and Half witches will come together. If they come together the races will be paired and separated from the others. "she says. "Why?" I asked. "Because there will be a Game as a celebration of the 29768th year of Vampire high. So you are lucky because you can participate in that game." She said.

"We'll be out of the Wild Deserted Secret Region after this hill. We can take a little rest right now." Wonderful. Monna and Loona smiled at the words, unspeakably happy. They had finally made it out. "Here!" Once they had settled down on the hill, Darryl took out the Blood Fungi they had collected before passing it over to Monna and Loona. "You can take these Blood Fungi to recover your internal energy. Don't take too much of it though, half every time is plenty." Monna and Loona nodded at the words, taking the Blood Fungi and eating half each as Darryl had instructed.