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Love is a dangerous thing.

I sighed while watching the scene in front of me, no, more like a horrible backstabing love story.

No wonder Severine hate the Lycaon so much.

I don’t know how it end, yet I know he used her loves toward him.

Her pure love…

Only for power.

The light in the chamber had changed.

Where once there had been warmth from the blue fires of mermaid magic, now only a strange, cold glow remained – pale and hungry.

The air itself trembled, humming low like something ancient breathing beneath the earth.

I could tell it’s dangerous, yet, Severine love make her so blind.

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Totti was no longer the lover who spoke softly. He moved like a man touched by madness, each step deliberate, each gesture filled withmand. The veins of sea–fire under his skin had deepened into a web of light, crawling higher toward his throat.

Severine didn’t notice at first.

Or maybe she refused to see? Or too in love to notice? I don’t know.

She sat on the floor beside the ritual circle, her hands trembling as she traced symbols with salt. Her voice cracked as she recited words from the old tongue. Thest traces of her beauty were fading; her cheeks were hollow, her lips colorless.

She whispered, “Tomorrow, it will be done.”

But Totti’s eyes were elsewhere.

He stood near the far door, watching shadows move behind the iron grate. I followed his gaze

There was someone there.

A woman….? She bound at the wrists, her eyes burning red like embers in snow.

Oh God, that eyes….

A vampire….? Young. Frightened.

–

and froze.

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My stomach turned cold.

“What have you done?” Severine’s voice broke the air before I could speak. She had seen her too.

Totti didn’t even look guilty. He smiled a slow, sharp curve that did not belong to love.

“Told you the ritual needed vampire blood,” he reminded her softly, as though he were exining something perfectly reasonable. “And a white witch’s blessing.”

Her hand flew to her mouth. “You- you can’t. The Council forbade-”

“The Council?” His voice was thunder now, echoing off the stones. “The Council fears power, Severine. They keep witches like you crawling in dirt when you were born to reign beside me. Don’t speak to me of their rules.”

He turned toward the vampire girl, eyes gleaming like a predator’s in the half–light. “This one,” he said, “will serve a greater purpose than feeding in alleys. She will make history.”

–

The girl struggled, fangs shing, but silver chains bit into her wrists. She screamed once didn’t belong in this world – and then fell silent as Totti pressed his palm against her chest.

The circle red.

a sound that

“Stop!” Severine cried, lurching forward. Her hand caught his sleeve. “You said no one would die!”

“And you said you will do everything for me” His gaze flicked to her – not cruel, not kind – just void. “My love, someone always dies,” he said. “The heart of a mermaid. The blood of a vampire. It is thew of bnce, my love. And we are only tipping the scales.”

Then he slit the vampire’s throat. “Then… The witch soul”

Her blood hit the runes like rain on fire. The circle ignited with light so violent that it blinded me. I heard Severine scream

not a scream of grief, but of realization.

—

She stumbled backward, the strength leaving her body all at once. “No,” she gasped, clutching her chest. “You lied. You said-”

Totti turned toward her, his face aglow with the impossible power of three realms- sea, blood, and moonlight.

His eyes gleamed gold and red at once.

“I said you would stand beside me,” he said, his voice low, almost tender. “But every king must have a throne. And thrones require sacrifice.”

Her knees buckled. “What–what do you mean?”

“You were the vessel, Severine,” he said simply. “You always were.”

The runes beneath her feet began to pulse.

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She gasped, looking down and realized toote that he had drawn a second circle. A smaller one. Around

her.

“Totti!”

He didn’t look away. “It was never about love,” he said. “Love is weak. But your power, your purity–those 1 could not create. Only take.”

She reached for him, her fingers inches away. “Please, don’t-”

The circle red.

Her scream tore through time. “AAAAARGGGHHHHHH….!!!!!!”

The blue light from the mermaid’s heart surged up his arm, his chest, his throat, until his entire body zed with unholy power.

And Severine fell, her magic ripped from her body in threads of white light, devoured by the man she had loved.

When it ended, shey still – a ghost of herself, barely breathing.

Totti exhaled slowly, almost reverently. He looked at his hands, glowing faintly like the gods had touched him.

Then he whispered, “The world will remember the name Lycaon.”

I felt something wet on my face and realized I was crying.

Not for her weakness but for her faith. For what I saw…

—

Because she hadn’t just lost her power.

She had lost thest thing that made her human.

—

And from that moment, I finally understood the curse she had spoken of the curse that had followed every. Lycaon since:

That power bought with love’s blood would always demand love’s blood again.

Forever.

The light shattered when I screamed….

And when I opened my eyes – I was back in my room, gasping for air.

Francesco was there, his hand gripping mine, his eyes wide and wild.

“Eine! Wake up!”

I tried to speak, but my throat burned.

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The scent of iron still clung to me, as if I had swallowed centuries of grief.

And in the shadows near the door, I thought I saw the faintest flicker of gray–a woman watching, smiling

Mother Severine.

The witch who had once loved too much.

The witch who had cursed my mate’s bloodline.

‘You saw what he done to me… IF he wants you… Then a soul for a soul‘

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