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The vampire settlement was eerily quiet as Ezra sat upon his ornate throne, fingers drumming against the armrest. His patience was wearing thin. The scout he'd sent to watch Jacob and his friends should have returned by now. So should the retrieval team he'd dispatched for Scarlett. Ezra stood abruptly, pacing the stone floor of the ancient chamber. The plan had been simple enough—let Jacob and his friends approach the girl, test her abilities, but not harm her. If they showed signs of betraying him, his scout would report back immediately. Ezra hadn't truly expected betrayal; the consequences for crossing him were... brutal. "Where are they?" he muttered, his voice echoing off the cavernous walls. They should be back by now before Lucien arrives in the human world. Had he found out? no no. That wasn't possible. He had sent them while Lucien was still in the council. So what was delaying the fools? Just as he was about to retake his seat, a sharp pain lanced through his chest. H
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The bell rang, and Mark and David excused themselves, hurrying off to their first class. As soon as they were out of earshot, Lucien draped an arm over Scarlett's shoulders. "I'm jealous, you know. I go away for a week and you've made all these new friends. I thought you'd be pining for me the whole time." Scarlett scoffed, shrugging off his arm. "You're my friend, not my boyfriend. I'm free to—" "Boyfriend?" Lucien interrupted with an exaggerated gasp. "I thought we were dating! Did our kiss in the dream world mean nothing to you?" Several passing students gasped, turning to stare at Scarlett with scandalized expressions. "You did not just say that out loud," Scarlett groaned, her face hot with embarrassment. "I hate you." "No, you don't," Lucien replied confidently as they entered the classroom. The class fell silent as they walked in, all eyes following them to their seats at the back. Scarlett noticed Claire clenching her fists, her face flushed with anger as her frie
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That night, after bidding her mom goodnight, Scarlett drifted off to sleep with the intention of lucid dreaming. Almost immediately, she felt herself slip through the dream plane with surprising ease. As she materialized, Scarlett found herself standing in a vast white lane where everything seemed brand new and untouched. The pristine emptiness stretched in all directions, a blank canvas awaiting creation. "Well, that's new," she muttered, turning in a slow circle. Previously, she had always arrived in her school grounds, as if it were her default setting in the dream world. She waved her hand experimentally, and the setting shimmered and changed to that of her bedroom. Before she could explore further, she felt his presence—a distinctive ripple in the dream fabric that she was beginning to recognize. Without looking, she called out, "About time." Lucien's warm chuckle sounded from behind her. "Impatient, aren't we?" Before Scarlett could respond, she felt herself being pull
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Physically, yes. Night after night, he would return home, drunk and angry, demanding to know why I couldn't be like my brother. Why I was wasting my life with 'childish scribbles' instead of fighting for our country." Lucien's eyes darkened with the memory. "One night, the beating was particularly bad. I couldn't even stand afterward. My mother—bless her sweet soul—couldn't take it anymore. She tried to stop him." Lucien's voice grew quieter. "In those days, women deferred to men, especially a man like my father. He turned on her, his rage finding a new target. My brother had just arrived home and tried to intervene. It was chaos. I think... perhaps it was the fact that his treasured son had raised hands against him, or maybe he had sobered up enough to realize what he was doing. I don't know. But there was a murderous look in his eyes when he pulled out his hunting knife." Lucien paused, his voice thick with emotion. "It all happened so fast. Suddenly, my mother was on the ground,
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A blood pact?" Scarlett repeated. "What does that mean?" "It's an ancient ritual, rare even among vampires," Lucien explained. "We exchanged blood. The pact allowed me to share part of her strength. I would still age normally, but I gained some of her abilities, and she could sense me—my location, my emotions, even my thoughts sometimes if I let it leak out." "That sounds... intimate," Scarlett said carefully. "It was," Lucien admitted. "But a blood pact also comes with risks. It weakens the vampire's natural defenses. Their power is diminished as long as the pact is maintained. For someone of Selena's stature to form such a bond was dangerous—it made her a little bit vulnerable. But she did it anyway." "Why?" Scarlett asked. Lucien's gaze softened. "I didn't understand at the time. I thought perhaps she felt the same connection I did. But there was more to it, as I would later discover." His expression darkened again. "One night, everything fell apart. My father had been
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Scarlett stared at Lucien's face as he finished speaking, his eyes distant with the weight of memory. She could sense there was more to the story—something profound that connected everything together. "After Elena's death..." she prompted gently. Lucien's words had trailed off, and he seemed lost in the past. Scarlett hesitated before asking the questions that had been lingering in her mind since he first mentioned Elena. "How did Elena die exactly?" she asked softly. "And what was that errand Ezra sent you on?" Lucien chuckled darkly, his gray eyes seemingly fixed on something far away. "A fool's errand," he said bitterly. "That's what it was." He took a deep breath before continuing. "Ezra came to me, saying the Council had a mission for me. To go to the human world and retrieve an ancient relic that had been stolen by a rogue vampire—a prisoner who had escaped his death sentence." His brow furrowed as he recalled his confusion. "I didn't understand why they chose me. It shou
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The forest breathed with an ancient rhythm, its oak trees standing like sentinels against the pale sunlight filtering through dense canopies. Shadows danced between gnarled branches, creating a tapestry of light and darkness that seemed to pulse with an unseen energy. Massive oak trees created a world of their own. Their branches twisted and turned, creating a canopy so thick it swallowed sunlight. Moss-covered logs lay scattered like forgotten bones. The ground was soft, decades of fallen leaves creating a carpet that muffled every sound. Except today, something was different. The air changed. First, a slight tremor. Almost imperceptible. Then a breeze that wasn't a breeze. Something unnatural. Something powerful. The oak trees shuddered. Not a gentle sway, but a violent shake that seemed to come from somewhere deep beneath the earth. Branches whipped back and forth. Leaves exploded into a frenzied dance. For a moment, the forest looked like it was caught in a massive, invi
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The dream world pulsed with an electric tension, Scarlett's heart racing as Lucien's fingers intertwined with hers. His touch was both familiar and reassuring, sending shivers down her spine. The memories of their previous encounters swirled in her mind like a tornado of emotions—fear, attraction, confusion. Lucien's gray eyes, those mesmerizing pools of stormy intensity, seemed to look right through her. He cleared his throat, a gesture that immediately set Scarlett on edge. "I have something to tell you," he said, his voice dropping to a low, serious tone that made her stomach twist. Scarlett swallowed hard. "What is it?" The words came out as a whisper, her throat suddenly felt dry. He hesitated, something rare for someone as confident as Lucien. "You've been summoned by the Originals." The world seemed to stop. "The what?" Scarlett's voice cracked, a mix of disbelief and pure panic rising inside her. Lucien's jaw tightened, a muscle flickering beneath his perfect ski
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Morning light streamed through the kitchen window, painfully bright to Scarlett's exhausted eyes. She hadn't slept a wink after the incident with the blood message and Lucien's cryptic words. Instead, she'd spent the remaining hours of darkness huddled in her bedroom with every light switched on, jumping at every creak and groan of the house settling. The distant sound of a key turning in the front door lock made Scarlett's heart skip a beat before she remembered—it was just her mother returning from her night shift. With a deep breath, she pushed herself up from the kitchen table where she'd been nursing a cup of cold coffee and went to greet her. "Mom?" Scarlett called softly, making her way to the entryway. Her mother looked up as she hung her coat on the hook by the door, seeming startled by Scarlett's presence. "Sweetheart! You're up early." She tilted her head, studying Scarlett's face. "Goodness, you look exhausted. Trouble sleeping?" Scarlett managed a weak nod, her eyes d
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Night had fallen by the time Scarlett made it home, the house dark and empty. Her mother's night shift had already begun, leaving Scarlett alone with her thoughts and fears. She checked every lock twice, drew every curtain, and still couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. After a meager dinner of cold cereal—the only thing her churning stomach could handle—she retreated to her bedroom, pulling out her notebook of lucid dreaming research. The pages blurred before her eyes as exhaustion tugged at her consciousness. No matter how much she tried to focus, her mind kept drifting back to the day's events: her mother's strange behavior that morning, Claire's fear, Liam's memories, and Lucien's absence. Where was he when she needed him most? Her phone remained stubbornly silent, her texts unanswered. The clock on her desk ticked past midnight as she flipped through her notes, desperate for something—anything—that might explain what was happening. "I should just go to sleep," s
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The hallways of Crestwood Academy seemed normal enough on the surface—students rushing to class, lockers slamming, the usual sense of teenage life—but to Scarlett, everything felt off-way off. Like the world had shifted slightly on its axis when she wasn't looking. Lucien's absence was the first thing she'd noticed. He didn't approach her on her way home as usual, his desk empty with Mr Peterson marking him absent without comment. No text explaining why. No warning he wouldn't be there. Just... gone. But it was Claire's behavior that truly unsettled her. Claire—who had made it her personal mission to torment Scarlett since she started this school—was acting like a cornered animal. Jumpy. Paranoid. Her usual confidence replaced by something that looked suspiciously like fear. During lunch, Scarlett watched as Claire's eyes darted nervously around the cafeteria, flinching at every loud noise. When their gazes accidentally met across the room, Claire's face drained of color, and
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Morning light filtered through the kitchen curtains, casting long golden rectangles across the worn wooden table. Scarlett sat with her bowl of cereal untouched before her, the flakes slowly turning to mush as she stared absently at them. Dark circles shadowed her eyes—evidence of her sleepless night after the nightmare that had felt too real to dismiss. Across the table, her mother nursed a cup of coffee, her third since waking. Usually, the morning routine was filled with her mother's chatter about hospital gossip or gentle reminders about Scarlett's schedule. Today, there was only silence, broken occasionally by the soft ticking of the wall clock and the distant sound of birds outside. Scarlett watched her mother with growing concern. She seemed... off. Present physically but mentally elsewhere, staring into her coffee mug as if it contained mysteries she couldn't quite decipher. Every few minutes, she would lift the mug to her lips, then pause, looking momentarily confused abou
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Cold air swirled around her skin, not like a natural breeze but like ghostly fingers trailing across her arms, her neck, her face. Each touch sent violent shivers through her body. "Hello?" she called out, her voice sounding muffled and distant, as if the void itself was absorbing the sound. "Is anyone here?" Silence answered her, pressing against her eardrums with its weight. Scarlett turned slowly, searching for any landmark, any point of reference in the featureless expanse. There was nothing but darkness and more darkness. Then, a voice—low, rich, and filled with amusement—whispered from somewhere both impossibly far away and terrifyingly close. "You're finally listening." The words seemed to caress her skin, each syllable leaving a trail of ice in its wake. Scarlett spun around, trying to locate the source, but the voice seemed to come from everywhere at once. "Who's there?" she demanded, forcing steel into her voice despite the fear bubbling in her chest. "Show yourself!"
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Scarlett locked the front door after Lucien left, sliding the deadbolt into place with a solid click that echoed in the quiet foyer. She stood there for a moment, her palm flat against the cool wood, remembering the intensity in Lucien's eyes when he'd told her to secure everything. "Lock your doors tonight, Scarlett. All of them. And your windows." His words replayed in her mind as she moved through the house, methodically checking each window and ensuring each latch was firmly secured. The house was silent except for the steady tick-tock of the grandfather clock in the hallway, its pendulum swinging with hypnotic regularity. Her mother had already retired upstairs, exhaustion finally claiming her after her hospital shift and the unexpected dinner guest. In the living room, Scarlett's fingers hovered over the light switch. The darkness beyond the windows seemed to press against the glass, watching, waiting. She hesitated, glancing toward the window that faced the old oak tree—the
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Scarlett walked closer to the shadow, her heart hammering against her ribs. As she approached, she realized it was merely a trick of the light—shadows cast by the curtains dancing in the afternoon breeze. She exhaled shakily, trying to calm her racing pulse. "Mom?" she called out again, louder this time. "Are you home?" A sudden movement from the kitchen doorway made Scarlett jump and let out a piercing scream. Her mother stood there, looking startled by her daughter's reaction. "Sweetheart, what's wrong?" her mom asked, concern etched across her tired features. She wiped her hands on a dishcloth, dark circles prominent beneath her usually bright eyes. Scarlett pressed a hand to her chest, willing her heartbeat to slow. "Nothing. Just... my nerves, I guess. You scared me." She studied her mother carefully. "What were you doing? I called out when I came in." Her mother's brow furrowed slightly, a distant look clouding her eyes. "I honestly can't remember," she admitted, rubbing he
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Lucien had noticed something strange about Claire, but when Scarlett mentioned it earlier, he had brushed it off. After all, what did Claire's odd behavior have to do with him? His focus was on protecting Scarlett from the original vampires, his mind constantly working through potential plans.But when he'd brushed past Claire in the cafeteria on his way to join Scarlett and her friends, something caught his attention. A scent. Faint but unmistakable—evidence of lingering dream powers mingled with the distinct scent of a vampire. And the only vampire with dream powers besides himself was his elder brother, Ezra.The vampire scent was so faint it was almost nonexistent, but Lucien's senses were too sharp to miss it. That's why he had told Scarlett to go home without him. He needed to investigate without putting her at risk.Was Ezra here? The thought seemed impossible. Ezra would never leave his post to venture into the human world. The vampire council—King Arthur himself—had given the
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Scarlett sighed. "It's Lucien, isn't it?" she asked without turning around. They nodded, smirking knowingly. Before she could turn to face him, she felt a soft pressure against her cheek—Lucien's lips, brushing lightly against her skin in a brief but unmistakable kiss. "Why are you denying me, Scarlett?" he asked, his voice pitched low and teasing. He placed a hand over his heart in mock pain. "You're breaking my heart. Are you saying our kisses meant nothing to you?" The girls erupted into poorly suppressed giggles as Scarlett turned to face him, her cheeks burning. She gave him a pointed look, silently cursing him and begging him to stop in equal measure. Lucien, of course, ignored her silent plea entirely. His gray eyes twinkled with mischief as he slid into the seat beside her, close enough that their shoulders touched. "I'm wounded," he continued, draping an arm casually around her shoulders. "Truly wounded." "I hate you," Scarlett muttered under her breath, but ther
