The call came at midnight. Nox was resting in his chair, finally allowing himself a small moment of peace, when the phone rang. His hand quickly reached for it, his sharp senses already on alert. The voice on the other side was tense.
“They fled,” the voice said. “The vampire has escaped. We couldn’t hold them,” he added.
Nox’s jaw tightened. His eyes shifted to the bed nearby where Mia was sleeping soundly, her chest rising and falling gently, her hair spread like silk across the pillow. Divina lay beside her, protective even in sleep, one hand resting lightly on Mia’s arm.
Nox did not want to wake them, but his body was tense from the news. His voice was low but controlled when he repeated, “They fled. And Mia is still safe. That’s what matters.”
Divina stirred at the sound of his v
