266. IN THE WITCH'S LAIR

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Sigrid felt a movement behind her and subtly reached back to grip Silas’s clothing.

The message was clear: «Calm down, I can handle this»

“But I thought there were more events. The others will be very disappointed,” Sigrid responded neutrally.

“Fuck them. Come, come with me, let’s go to my sanctuary,” Lucrecia invited, far too enthusiastic.

She was about to extend her claws to grab Silas by the arm, but Alessandre was quicker, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her away.

“Tell me, what exactly were you using to tempt my parents? I’m so tired of you never considering me,” the vampire began his superficial chatter, skillfully aiding Sigrid.

It was beyond obvious—the raw lust in Lucrecia’s eyes whenever she looked at Silas, an obsession that went far beyond even his perfect disguise.

Through the dark corridors, the night breeze rustling the leaves, muffled moans in every corner, and soft feminine giggles, Lucrecia led them deeper into the labyrinth.

Silas stayed right
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