Chapter 100: Zora’s Anger
Chapter 99: The Trap
The air inside the house felt stifling, carrying the faint metallic tang of dread.
The shadows seemed to flicker unnaturally, as though anticipating something ominous.
Across the room, two hostages—an elderly man and a young woman—sat trembling, bound and gagged, their wide eyes brimming with fear.
Above them, sunlight filtered faintly through the broken windows, casting an eerie glow over the dilapidated house.
And then, without warning, five vampires stepped into view, their movements deliberate and menacing, like predators circling their prey.
Zora’s icy blue eyes scanned the group, his white hair catching the pale light like a beacon of defiance. His sharp jaw tightened.
"We’ve walked into their trap," he muttered, his voice as cold and cutting as steel.
Atlas, his broader frame and sturdy demeanor a stark contrast to Zora’s wiry build, clenched his fists.
His dark eyes narrowed as he surveyed the scene. "They’ve been waiting for us," he replied grimly.
The vampires surrounded them, their confidence oozing from every movement.