For two weeks now, the Bloodmoon Pack Territory had turned into a battlefield, stripped of its barrier's protection.
The vampires' offensive intensified by the day. From the lowest blood servants to high-ranking viscounts, they tore at the territory's defenses in relentless waves.
Kalen was run ragged, his body covered in layers of silver burns and claw marks.
Meanwhile, Lina couldn't help at all. Every day, she consumed the territory's already scarce supply of precious medicinal herbs.
"Kalen, my head hurts so much..." Lina lay weakly in bed, her complexion as pale as a sheet of paper.
Her half-vampire body needed blood to survive.
But she dared not expose herself, and could only secretly suck the blood seeping from raw meat, barely clinging to life.
"Hang in there. I'll have someo
