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Betrayed by her Blood. Claimed by the Night.

Chapter 3 CHA

Word Count: 868    |    Released on: 19/12/2025

SPE POV: Th

inst my ear. "Try not to bleed on the floor, Lady. It's expensive

the ceremony's haze. I stopped breathing, my entire body locking up in

y toward the exit used by the staff,

ng hand settling on my bare shoulder. The heat was com

out, my voice t

corner of his lips, and sucked his fingertip into his mouth. His dark eyes fixed on mi

sense of objectification. It was rare Klaus spoke beyond his duti

ilo added with a qu

presences. It was the third member of t

id quietly, watching the doo

both. Zack was the only one being truly honest about this bond

ur of escalating mental terror. The healed Mark wounds were now faint crescent-moon scars,

m. All thr

when he was reviewing status reports. I felt Klaus's cold, demanding discipline during his traini

ather's old suffocating control. I had to sneak around to

. If I awakened my latent vampire gifts, I would earn the minimal authority of the

I had felt nothing. No flicker of telepathy, no hint of s

te hillside. A fierce, nervous energy seized me-a mix of hysteria and solemn reverence. The strang

deepest ceremonial robes. His face was a mask of pride

my head slightly, "Where

efore locking onto me, his voice clipped and dry. "They are already in

in a clearing. Out there. In th

soon be at its peak. When the light touches the Sanguine Circle below, you will enter and begin your Rite of Ascen

f his expectation pressed d

ng the same dark judgment I had seen in Zack's eyes. "-and they will hunt you until dawn. They are permitted to ret

n't even know I possessed. It was not just a matter of 'being returne

ark earth waiting for the moon's light. It felt less like a s

that felt less like compliance and more

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Betrayed by her Blood. Claimed by the Night.
Betrayed by her Blood. Claimed by the Night.
“(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”