Chapter 139
Vaela POV
The air in the crypt was heavy with candle smoke and spilled power. Shadows danced across the stone walls, licking like tongues of midnight flame. I stood barefoot inside the blood circle, naked under the sheer silk robe Lucien had given me. Red. Of course.
“You look like sin incarnate,” he murmured from across the circle, his eyes gleaming black with hunger. “Fitting.”
I smirked, tilting my head. “Are you finally ready to ruin me, darling? Or are we going to flirt all night?”
Lucien’s laugh was a low rumble, like velvet dipped in poison. He stepped forward and the circle flared, recognizing its master. He was shirtless now, with blood sigils scrawled across his chest and arms in black ink that shimmered with forbidden magic.
The ritual had begun.
“Kneel,” he ordered.
I did.
He came behind me, lifting my hair and exposing my neck. His lips brushed my skin. “This will hurt.”
“Good,” I whispered.
And then he bit.
Pain exploded through my body like wildfire. My scream echoed off the walls as his fangs tore into my throat, and I felt my blood being pulled from me, it was greedy, brutal, and intimate. My vision darkened, my body swaying, and my heart slowing. I was dying.
And I wanted it.
Lucien pulled back just before the edge. My body collapsed, weightless and trembling. I was frozen between life and death.
“Now,” he growled, slicing open his own wrist and pressing it to my mouth. “Drink.”
I did.
The moment his blood hit my tongue, the world exploded. Fire. Darkness. Power. My body arched, convulsed, and then reformed. I wasn’t just Vaela anymore, I was more. Eternal. Feral.
I screamed again, this time with ecstasy.
Soria POV
I stood just outside the circle, watching my sister become. My skin burned with jealousy and anticipation. Soon. Soon it would be my turn. Lucien stepped back, blood covered and glowing like a god, as Vaela rose to her feet, her lips stained red, eyes a glowing crimson gold. She looked terrifying.
She looked perfect.
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“Your turn,” Lucien said, turning to me.
But before I could move, the door slammed open.
A man stepped into the chamber, tall, lean muscle, with silver blond hair swept back from a face so perfect it looked carved. His eyes locked on mine and something snapped.
“You,” he said, his voice like thunder and silk. “You’re mine.”
My knees buckled.
Lucien didn’t even flinch. He smirked. “Ah. Varek.”
So that was his name.
“She’s mine,” Varek said again, stalking forward. “Fated. I feel it in my fucking soul.”
“I’m not an object,” I snarled, stepping forward even as my legs shook. “You don’t own me.”
“No,” he said, stopping just in front of me. “But you were made for me. And I was made to protect you. To change you.”
Gods help me, I wanted him. I didn’t know him. But my body did. My soul howled for him. “Let him do it,” I said, turning to Lucien.
Lucien grinned wide. “Of course. I wanted Vaela for myself anyway.”
He stepped back, gesturing grandly toward the blood circle.
“Claim her, Varek.” And Varek did.
He stripped off his jacket, his fangs already out. He didn’t ask again. He knew. “This will hurt,” he murmured against my neck.
“Then do it.”
The bife was agony and glory all in one. He drained me almost to the brink of death, then cut himself and fed me his blood. It was hotter than fire, and thicker than wine. When it hit my stomach, I burned.
My body shifted. My heart stopped. And I rose, no longer just Soria Stormclaw. I was reborn. Deadly. Divine.
Lucien clapped once, pleased. “Welcome to eternity, my darling girls.”
Vaela grinned, licking her lips. I smiled back.
Let the fucking games begin.
Vaela POV
The moment the hunger hit, it was like my veins caught fire.
Not just thirsty….starving. My gums ached, fangs fully extended. Every breath tasted like ash and desperation. I could hear hearts beating
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from three floors above. I wanted to devour.
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Lucien led us down the obsidian staircase beneath the castle, one level deeper than even the war chambers. The walls bled crimson light from sconces shaped like ribcages. The air was thick with incense and iron.
“Where are we going?” I asked, my voice low and feral.
Lucien smiled like the devil. “To feed, my darling.”
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