VALERIA

The Vampire King didn’t desire Umbros’s power.

I had always wondered how he could be so foolish as to want to control such immense evil, but his eyes were set on this power—the combined magic of the Selenias that sealed this space.

If I took it from here, Umbros would find a way to break free.

I hesitated, my fingers just inches from the red light.

“Take it! Take it, Valeria, or I’ll tear those werewolves' throats out with my bare hands! I SWEAR I’LL KILL THEM, TAKE IT NOW, TAKE IT!” he screamed like a madman, and I even heard the splashing of blood.

He dared to step into the lagoon, his ambition for power was that overwhelming.

“Touch it, Valeria, just touch it,” the voice of my old magic echoed in my mind, and finally, I stretched on my tiptoes to sink my fingers into the cold crimson stone.

Memories flashed through my mind like lightning.

A powerful woman sitting on her golden throne, blue eyes, long black hair. Her happiness made my heart swell as I watched her gently care