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I wasn't saying a word. "Don't make this difficult for us," the Director sighed, shaking his head like a disappointed parent. "I don't want to hurt you. But if you want it that way, I'm more than willing to do it. I love seeing blood. Just go ahead, call the code, and I'll let you go. I swear." I didn't answer. I just stared at him. He didn't argue anymore. He just raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The heavy white door at the back of the room slid open with a soft hiss. A woman walked in, her face totally blank and expressionless. She was wheeling a heavy, stainless-steel metal tray.

She looked down at his chest as more blood trickled down, his heart pounding slowly, his breathing pace reducing. Quickly, she pulled out the dagger stuck in his chest, cut out a lace from the end of her gown, and quickly muffled it inside the hole the dagger created. With her eyes closed, she bent closer to him, his face meeting hers and gently she inhaled through his nostril, her powers pouring into him fiercely. Suddenly, green smoke emits from his mouth, his heartbeat begins to race faster as each finger in his hands vibrates. Merga watched as her powers slowly revived him, the blood on him drying up immediately. Slowly his eyes began to open, Merga's heart began to pound faster as she r

Leaning down close to his ear, I said coldly, “Kid, I’m Bran’s biological father. “If over these past years you’d treated him with any decency, when I returned, everything he had—I would’ve given you a share too. “I don’t care how you pulled it off, replacing him and enjoying what should’ve been his. “Now you’ll not only return what never belonged to you—you’ll pay for his suffering, tenfold.” John screamed like a dying animal. Seeing the situation deteriorate, Celina started inching into the crowd, trying to disappear. She didn’t even dare return to that flashy Porsche she had arrived in. She slipped away quietly. I let her go. Beating a woman in public was never a good look.

I searched Raymond’s face for answers, but his jaw was clenched tight, his expression carved in stone. The scientist’s voice was almost a whisper now, filled with awe and terror. “Avina Blackwood… reborn.” My gaze snapped to the screen, the words glared back at me in stark black letters, undeniable, permanent. Subject Name: Avina Blackwood (Reincarnation). My entire world collapsed in that moment. The floor felt like it was slipping from under me. My breath came in ragged gasps, my chest tightening as though I couldn’t pull enough air into my lungs, the sterile light blurred at the edges of my vision.

You cannot flee. Ava’s voice, distant now, whispered in her ear: “Trust yourself. The bloodline will guide you, but you decide how you wield it.” Evelyn raised her head, taking a slow, steadying breath. She focused on the warmth in her chest—the pulse of her own blood, her own life, her own will. The whispers faltered, then scattered like leaves in a storm. “Good,” Lucien said, voice softer now. “You have control—at least for now.”

Just before I succumb to the darkness that pulls me, I hear it… “White hair. A gene of the moonblood line. Cursed. Prophecies surround them.” It’s a whisper in a foreign language. But somehow, I understand it. “The rest of them were killed. She’s the last of their kind, she must be killed.” And I succumb to the blackness. I don’t struggle, no, I go willingly. But just before my mind blanks, I make up my mind. When I wake up, I will leave Ashbane pack. I will run, and I will hide.

Leonard, meanwhile, sat at the head of the table with the men, his voice calm but commanding, like he was orchestrating a symphony only he could hear. Dinner began. Conversation buzzed. I tried to steady my hands as I lifted my glass, pretending the crystal didn’t tremble against my fingers. And then it happened. The wine slipped before I even realized it—scarlet liquid blooming like blood across the lap of Bianca Moretti, the wife of the rival boss himself. The hall stilled. Forks paused mid-air. “Oh God….” I reached for a napkin, mortified, but Bianca caught my wrist before I could dab at the spreading stain.

He could sense her lips throbbing and her veins pumping blood. He grunted and continued talking, “There’s only a thin chance of turning someone into a Vampire. It is thinner if your bloodline is closer to the original Vampire.” She could feel she had no way of escaping him. She might as well converse and listen to what he has to say. She breathes in and out till she calms down. “How far are you in this bloodline?” She asks. He grinned and kissed her on the forehead. Happy she’s taking an interest in his story, “5th, I was turned into a Vampire during the Black Death.”

Archibald Henry continued to be dumbfounded, this ending was also completely beyond his imagination, so at Tadhg Walter, after opening his mouth, he did not hesitate. "Really, maybe?" The voice trembled, Archibald Henry could not imagine. "Nature!" Tadhg Walter laughed, his hand open. The original bloodline of the Sea Star appeared, under his attack, it immediately turned into a qi stream and entered his eyelids. "Not possible!" On the ground, Wei Chan cried out, his bloodline was dug out, but it was in his body that he refined it, and it did not belong to Archibald Henry. Unless his bloodline is used to support the method, otherwise, it is not possible at all.

】 【Mandatory Mission: Defend the Mate's Honor, complete! 【Mission Evaluation: Perfect. Target's spirit has been completely crushed, resulting in social death.】 【Reward Issued: 5,000 Predation Points.】 【System Shop, officially unlocked!】 【Bloodline energy absorbed. Bloodline purity slightly increased. Preliminary Alpha bloodline awakening complete.】 Jack slowly placed the immaculately polished crystal glass back in the cabinet. He picked up the remote and turned off the television, as if simply ending a boring farce. He smiled at the petrified family members in the living room, his smile as gentle and simple as ever. "It's almost time for dinner. I'll go prepare."