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273. EMBOSCADA
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274. A GIFT FROM YOUR LITTLE SISTER
NARRATORBut after only a few steps, Sigrid collapsed to her knees again. The sound of the forbidden chants forced their way into her mind through her ears.Where was it coming from? Damn it! BEHIND HER!Sigrid rolled, barely avoiding the treacherous sneak attack.Crouched low in the grass, she spotted her emerging from the dark shroud of the pines—it was that wretched Drusilla.She was the one filling the air with those curses that were driving Electra insane.Sigrid stumbled forward, trying to summon her magic, but when she cast a spell, it failed.It wasn’t that Drusilla was growing stronger—it was her.Sigrid was struggling more and more to maintain control over the body she had stolen.Drusilla held the Book of Risorgimento in her hands. She was reading that ancient spell from it, and Sigrid knew exactly what it was—she was trying to trap her inside Electra’s body.That was why she was losing the battle.And to make matters worse, Drusilla suddenly yanked on a chain she held in h
275. ESCAPING FROM THE SELENIAS
NARRATORRenata collapsed to the ground, unconscious, unable to withstand the explosion of so much dark energy.“RENATA!” Alessandre, watching from the shadows, shouted.They had told him not to interfere, that the two of them could handle the situation.But that man—damn it! That man was too powerful.He ran to his woman, and all the vampires and royal guards surrounding them, though fear clutched their hearts, emerged from the cover of the forest, shouting and ready to contain the two threats.The Selenia Queen lost focus for just a second when she lost her connection with her daughter.She watched in disbelief as the once-green forest floor had turned into some kind of dark water, like swamp sludge, like black tar, and within it, sinking rapidly, was that man, trapping the Selenia against his chest.“YOU WON’T ESCAPE ME SO EASILY!” She waved her hand in fury, sending hundreds of golden daggers flying straight at Silas.A massive specter suddenly emerged, shattering the last of the
276. SALVATION OR TRAP?
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277. I KNOW WHO YOU ARE
NARRATORGreen eyes, brimming with tears and suppressed sobs, looked past Silas to the woman standing behind him—the supposed healer.But under the moonlight, at last, Sigrid saw her true face.She knew the woman had come to send her back, and she refused to leave. Yet, no matter how much she resisted, the past wouldn’t change the way she wished it would."I love you, I love you so much…" she whispered between sobs, lifting her trembling lips to his and kissing him desperately, clinging to him, feeling his warmth, the beating of his heart, for the last time."Never forget how much I love you. Never forget. You are not Gray, you are not Umbros. You are Silas, my Silas…"Words could never do justice to her feelings, to what they both felt."Sigrid…" Silas suddenly seemed confused as he saw her so devastated. "Does it hurt that much?""Yes, it hurts… it hurts too much," she answered in a broken voice, and he began to panic, his eyes darting to her chest, thinking the wound was getting wo
278. PAINFUL PRESENT
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279. I WILL KEEP YOU ALL SAFE
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280. THE TRUTH
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