Betrayed by her Blood. Claimed by the Night.

Chapter 2 CHA

Word Count: 958 | Released on: 19/12/2025

UISPE POV

ike marble, heavy and cold. Priestess Elowen,

aist felt like a suffocating vice, already making deep breaths impo

he Blood-Mother bestows upon you a most precious gift: a Lady. To be united by your Beloved in

ced toward the Princes for a reaction. Klaus and Zilo

th stark, undisguised anger and cold resentment. All my flimsy excuses-that his

ut this was my duty. I squeezed my hands tightly in my lap, determined to fu

nsion as the Priestess announced, "Th

lice and athame. I held my bre

gentle voice, letting the crimson blood trickle into

ive eyes fixed on the chalice with a hin

when the chalice and athame passed to Zack. He w

he clipped, the words devoid of conviction, a hushed, impatient dismissal of the

tips brushed mine, sending an unpleasant, co

not metallic as expected. I forced myself to drink, feeling a genesis of a bo

tisfaction. "You may claim

spiking to an unbearable le

ack directly in front of me. I kept my gaze loc

eer gentleness of his touch made me shiver. I looked up. His

ips. Then, without warning, his fangs sank into my flesh. The pain was sharp, immedia

throat-instinctive, powerful-making me

ide of my throat before he bit in, right above my shoulder. I gas

face so close I had no ch

desire, but raw, consuming bloodlust. A dangerous, pri

uphoria. Only searing, tearing pain that forced a cry from my lips. He growle

long. More than the ritual demanded. I felt the blood drain from my head, panic s

ood Hunger that left me feeling like a consumed object, not a "Beloved

od his fangs had drawn-a surprisingly intima

Priestess declared, and the great hall erupted in applause. The exh

either, Zack moved forward, cutting them off. He set a possessive hand lightl

gerous, silken whisper t

a cutting threat. "Try not to bleed on the floor, Lady. It's expensi

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“(18+ Warning: This novel contains explicit scenes of violence, aristocratic cruelty, sexual content, and themes of blood magic, non-consensual binding, and character trauma.) Sofia Quispe was never meant to be a simple noble. As the supposed pureblood heir to the powerful Abribi Covenant, her fate was sealed in a political Blood Union to three powerful vampire princes: the dominant Zilo Graves, the ruthless Klaus Blackwell, and the ambitious Zack Rivera. This union was meant to secure the throne and unite the kingdom. But during the Ceremony of Binding, the blood doesn't lie. When Sofia fails to Awaken her vampiric gifts, a desperate bloodline test reveals the shattering truth: she is not a pureblood noble, but a disgraced Dhampir-half-human, half-vampire-the product of her deceased mother's forbidden betrayal. In the rigid aristocracy of the vampire world, Dhampirs are considered abominations, a stain on bloodline purity. Renounced by her enraged father, Lord Quispe, and brutally rejected by the Princes who fear political ruin, Sofia is cast out of the Covenant citadel and into the perilous human world, a day-walker with no power, plagued by the maddening Blood Hunger caused by the trio's incomplete Blood Mark. Rock bottom forces her into the shadows of the city, where she works at a supernatural bar, fighting to control the erratic power surges of her cursed bond. When a violent attack by feral vampires leaves her vulnerable, she is saved by Phuwin Montague, a powerful, enigmatic Vampire Sovereign from a rival faction. Phuwin sees not a flaw, but a unique political weapon-a Dhampir marked by a Prince. Drawn into his dangerous orbit, Sofia trains with an ex-military vampire hunter, learning to master her hybrid nature and the dark potential of her blood. But the psychic echoes of the incomplete bond still haunt her, pulling her”