A deep, unsettling anxiety took hold of me the moment I processed Caleb’s words. Silver was lethal to every vampire. Even the slightest trace in our bloodstream meant certain death. There was no cure, no antidote—only the inevitability of demise.
Desperate, I attempted to summon my power, hoping to shield the car we were trapped in. Yet, to my growing horror, all that emerged from my trembling hands was a faint wisp of smoke. I clenched my jaw in frustration. Our abilities were severely weakened in this world.
“I’ll go,” Caleb stated firmly, already reaching for the door handle.
Panic surged through me. Was he insane? His physical strength—his greatest weapon—was useless here. Without thinking, I lunged across the small space between us and wrapped my arms tightly around his neck, pulli
