Bloodline and Betrayal
Diana’s POV
I stood frozen in the doorway my breath caught somewhere between my chest and throat.
The hallway was empty now. Silent. Still.
But I knew what I saw.
That woman wasn’t just a vision. She felt real. Her presence clung to the walls like smoke.
Her eyes... those empty eyes… they had spoken to something buried deep inside me. Something older than fear.
He’s coming for the blood.
What did it mean?
I stepped into the hallway barefoot my nightdress brushing against my knees. I turned my head slowly from one end to the other. No movement. No sound. But I wasn’t alone. I could feel it in my bones.
The air was colder here. Thinner.
I made my way down the corridor hand grazing the wall for balance. When I reached the spot where she had stood I paused.
