LOGINBrielle Mendoza is a journalist seeking for Leo's mystery murder case. Is she able to find out the truth? Or something will happen while seeking for answers.
View MoreBrielle’s POVI didn’t expect silence to be the loudest thing left.After the council fractured.After the humans retreated.After the mansion stopped bleeding secrets.The world didn’t end.It simply… paused.Leo was still alive.That alone felt impossible.They brought me to him at dawn, when the mansion’s shadows were weakest. The seals had been eased—not broken, never broken—but softened enough for him to breathe without the walls pressing back.He looked nothing like the monster the stories promised.Just a man sitting on the edge of a stone bed, hands resting on his knees, eyes tired in a way that came from centuries of choosing others over himself.“So,” Leo said quietly, looking at me. “You’re the one who refused to believe the lie.”I swallowed. “I didn’t do it for you.”A faint smile. “That’s why it worked.”Caden stood behind me, silent. He hadn’t spoken much since the battle. Leadership had carved something deeper into him—less prince, more consequence.“You’re free,” Cade
Caden's POVDawn broke like a warning.I felt the humans long before they crossed the outer gates—their fear sharp, metallic, laced with fury. Heartbeats thundered against the earth in uneven rhythms, dozens of them, armed and desperate. That kind of desperation always came with demands.And today, they carried a name.“Leo.”The first shout echoed through the valley just as the mansion’s wards flared to life. Flames of old magic crawled across iron gates, responding to the threat. I stood at the highest balcony, hands clasped behind my back, watching torches gather like fireflies with teeth.So the truth was no longer buried.“Summon the council,” I said to the guard behind me. “Immediately.”Within minutes, the great hall filled with shadows. Elders emerged from darkness, from smoke, from thin air itself—creatures who had ruled before kingdoms had names. Their eyes fixed on me, sharp with accusation and hunger for control.“You allowed this,” one of them snarled. “A mortal inside ou
I found the truth where no one bothered to look anymore.Behind a sealed door buried beneath the west wing, past a corridor even the servants pretended didn’t exist. The air down there tasted old—dust, iron, and something like regret.My candle trembled in my hand.This was where Leo ended up.The room was small, carved from stone, stripped of anything unnecessary. No chains. No torture devices. Just a desk, a broken chair, and walls etched with symbols I didn’t recognize at first.But I felt them.They weren’t wards to keep Leo in.They were seals—to keep something else from getting out.I swallowed.So this was the lie.Leo wasn’t imprisoned because he betrayed the vampire council.He wasn’t a criminal.He was a containment.On the desk lay a leather-bound journal, brittle with age. I hesitated before opening it, as if the words might bleed.If you’re reading this, then I failed.My chest tightened.Leo had discovered something centuries ago—a fracture in the boundary between worlds
Brielle’s POV Caden was dangerous.Not because he was a vampire prince.But because he noticed things.“Caden,” I called, forcing softness into my voice as I approached him.The moment his eyes landed on me, I felt it—that invisible wall he never fully lowered. Every step I took closer felt like stepping into a snare.“Do you need something?” he asked.“I was wondering…” I tilted my head, letting curiosity play across my face. “Would you mind if we walked around the mansion?”His reaction was instant.One second, he was standing across the hall. The next, I was pressed against the wall, cold stone biting through my dress as his arm blocked my escape. His eyes burned into mine, ancient and sharp.“Who are you?” he demanded.My heart slammed hard against my ribs—but I laughed.Light. Careless. Believable.“What?” I said. “It’s me. Brielle.”He didn’t move.“Why do you want to walk around the mansion?”Because Leo’s secrets are buried here.Because you’re guarding them.Because I need
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