Pureblood's Forbidden Love

my living room. What was happening? How had she disappeared right before our eyes?

lence. "I never thought I would s

we were here, and the place looked like a war zone. Now it's com

ell or something. Maybe your mother did it, whereve

kle escaped my

half-werewolf, and yesterday what we saw here

many questions whirled through my mind, yet there were no clear answe

replied, "I want to

d in, "We are going to

rous. Heck, I don't even know where to start. I don't w

ou take us for? Do you think we would allow you to be in d

unwavering loyalty. "Friends I want alive,

es resolute. "We live to

uncertainty and potential peril, I knew I couldn't face this alone. Ryder and Cass were more than ju

ther. But we need to be careful and prepared for anything. If what my mother said is tr

a time. First, we need to gather as much information as possible. Anything you ca

situation. "I don't remember much out of the ordinary. They were always pretty pri

look for any hidden compartments or

couch, my friends following suit. "Alright, let's do this

her, we would face it head-on, embarking on a journey that would unravel secrets long kept

stepping into the unknown, where dangers lurked in the darkness of my own home. But with Ryder and

lizations from the past few days had shaken the very foundation of everything I thought I knew about my

ore, a hidden truth about my identity that had been kept from me all this time within these familiar wal

oreboding washed over me. Would we find the answers we sought here? Or would we uncover m

whatever lay ahead, no matter how daunting or dangerous it might be. For the first time in m

feeling that this was just the beginning of a journe

ly by the occasional creak of floorboards or rustle of papers being moved aside. Just wh

something," he said,

mixture of anticipation and dread. Ryder carefully pulled out a

, running his fingers over the intrica

. Inside, nestled amongst a few trinkets, lay a folded piece of

whispered, my eyes scanning

centration. "This parchment looks ancient. Here

es of the map from different angles. After a few

map is pointing to a city about a hundred

seville? Why would my parents have a map leading to a city so far a

here," I said, my voice laced with confusion. "The

ere's clearly more to your parents than we realized. Maybe this map

We should check out this Roseville place, see if we ca

rritory, exposing ourselves to potential dangers we couldn't even fathom. But the alternative – r

le. But we need to be smart about this. Who knows what we might fin

er. "Don't worry, we've got your back. We'l

e. "That's right. We're in thi

rage. With my two best friends by my side, I knew we c

rations for our impromptu journey. The weight of the unknown still

the familiarity of our city streets. Each step took us further away from the life I had k

eerie shadows, almost as if they were trying to warn us of the d

eville, it seemed, held the key to unlocking the truth about my family's past – and my

ightly, my knuckles turning white. This was it. The

ldn't help but wonder what other revelations awaited us in