The shifting balance
The city quivered under golden pulses, each wave stretching farther than the last. Alina pressed her hands to her stomach, the child stirring violently within her, a sovereign force testing the limits of the world beyond her womb. The streets, rooftops, and shadows responded, bending to an authority unseen yet undeniable. Lucien moved at her side, eyes sharp, scanning the courtyard. “It knows every move, every thought. It is not just aware—it is strategizing. Every pulse, every flare, every ripple has a purpose.” The rival vampire faction remained at a distance, kneeling in recognition. They were seasoned warriors, but centuries of battles had taught them humility in the face of true power. This was something different—something impossible to fight or predict. Seraphine struggled agains
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