Vladimir and lyra: a forbidden love

dimir's

grand halls, the air was thick with the scent of burning embers and ancient parchment. Vladimir stood befo

again. It always did when th

t the door bro

" he mu

s rustling. "You've been distant since

gloved finger over the surface of his desk, where a deli

pected," he admitted, hi

a?" Alistair

ed his jaw. "No

He knew better than to push when Via

when his heart had still been capable of warmth. With a quiet click, it opened, revea

ys

dn't spoken

go – The Fa

smelled of r

with defiance. "You must not do this, Vladimir. If you

rs running red with the blood of both clans. Vladimir had lost everything-h

ht, a human woman untouched by the war, who had see

hing anchoring him to h

" he had told her, his voice trembl

give," she had whispered. "

he h

blood feud that would carry across generations. And in the chaos, as

hispering his name as her b

never been th

y – Drakov

the locket shut, the pain in his ex

urn her," Ali

ve us, Alistair. They linger in the corners

before speaking. "And Lyra? She re

ere undeniable. The fire in Lyra's eyes, her relentless defiance, the

terrifi

ir said firmly. "And I will

ully. "And yet, you've alr

s expression unreadable.

ut what happens when necessit

did not

between the past and the present, haunted by the ghost of a

a's Fami

the wind. Moonlight poured through the canopy, casting silver streaks across the path she walked

tions when elders spoke in riddles around her, and she had buried the uneasy feeling in her gut w

over what had been hidden

been a stronghold of her people, long abandoned after the wars with the vampires. The moment

asn't

for somet

d from the darkness, send

r wolves of the clan. His eyes gleamed like molten gol

a said, her voice even

r. "Curiosity can be dangerous, especi

h with the riddles, Garrick. Wh

Then, with a sigh, he gestured toward the ruins. "Come. If y

ed with ancient carvings, depicting battles between vampires and werewolves, their fates entwined in

ing between the two warring species

she stepped closer. The woma

isn't it?" s

. "Yes. Your mo

d. "Why have I never

ther wanted to protect you-from the truth and f

him sharply.

rick's voice was low. "She carried the blood

ruck like a

her thoughts reeling.

"And yet, here you sta

wled. "My fath

an never accepted her. They saw her as a betrayal of our kind, a corruption of the

ht of his words sank deep, unraveli

to her?" she whispere

ared what she represented. Your father tried to save her, but ev

hrough her veins. "An

y thing he could do was protect you-keep you h

mother-had been more than just a mate to the Alpha. She had been

lood

n had taken her

ey expected

shoulder. "What will you do

he pain and anger simmered beneath her sk

arrick's gaze with

th myself," she declared. "And I wil

and for the first time, Lyra fel

Hauntin

swirled with the revelation that had shattered her world-her mother, Seraphine, had been a unio

t

nsuming her every thought. She turned to Garrick

dened. "Some memories sh

d. "If I don't understand what happene

ut a slow exhale. "Very well. But the past is a cruel thin

all glass vial. The liquid inside shimmered under the moo

. "Distilled from the blood of

uch magic-potent, dangerous, capable of unl

will i

what she saw in her final moments. But beware-onc

ked it, a thick mist coiled out, wrapping around her like ghost

kne

, and suddenly, she was no l

as ru

eight of a body in her arms-someone injured, barely breathing. Her vision blurred, but she caught glimpses o

voice rasped. "Pleas

herself any more-she was her mo

e body in her arms-the dying man-was a vamp

ir Dra

No-this was long ago. He loo

tood. This wasn

his f

, his body riddled with silver

red, her voice trembli

ugh the air. The Howling

s emerged from the trees. Wolves, their eyes glowing with cold fury, surr

gn

fa

arked by time. His expression was carv

him, Seraphine

e in ragged gasps. "I w

s growled. "You were meant to be

around Viadimir's father. "I am not a be

rkened. "Peace i

she was trapped in the memory, forced

ver arrows

. Vladimir's father choked, his body convulsi

eadable as he knelt before Seraphine's bro

lips, but she still smiled. "Love... is

nd, resting it on her sto

en Lyra u

had been

h h

lord's throat. Even as death crept upon

h of fangs, the gleam of a

and the vampire

with the scent of

mist began to pull her back,

s in the ruins. The vial had shatt

re body

seen it.

had killed

save th

o end

phine had dared

ra's face, but they we

ere of

n the night he

ould be the on