Chapter 85

Arabella's POV

The room seemed to tighten around me as Jeremy's request hung in the air, a chilling proposition that sent shivers down my spine. My eyes locked onto his, searching for any trace of deceit.

"Why do you need my blood?" I demanded, my voice unwavering despite the unease settling in my gut.

Jeremy chuckled, a sound that danced on the edge of arrogance. "Let's just say it's a form of insurance. Knowledge comes at a price, Arabella."

I exchanged a wary glance with Asher before returning my focus to Jeremy. "No, Jeremy. I won't give you my blood. There has to be another way for us to work together."

His expression darkened for a moment, and I braced myself for a potential confrontation. "Arabella, I don't think you understand the gravity of our situation. The rogue killer is just the tip of the iceberg. There are forces at play beyond your comprehension."

I stood my ground, defiance in my gaze. "I won't be manipulated, Jeremy. If you have information about the rogue killer,