I stood frozen, overwhelmed by the chaos unfolding around me. The once-grand hall was now a scene of devastation—bodies lay scattered, some lifeless, others groaning in pain. The scent of fresh blood tainted the air, mixing with the wails of a grieving priestess cradling her fallen husband. The wolves had come and gone, taking with them every last piece of treasure from this place.
Why had they attacked? How were they the only ones able to use their abilities here? Could this truly be nothing more than a raid for gold and jewels?
A sickening realization crept in—was this the work of the very man destined to be mine? How could he speak so ill of vampires when his actions were far more monstrous than ours?
The sound of metal clattering against the wooden floor snapped me from my thoughts.
