They chose to walk into the Vampire Dominion knowing it could be the last decision they ever made.

It was almost certainly a trap.

And still, no one suggested turning back.

They gathered in Chloe’s penthouse, the city lights flickering below like distant stars, while strategy replaced fear and urgency hardened into resolve. The Dominion had issued its demand. Chloe’s mother was in their hands. Surrender meant death. Refusal meant war.

So they prepared for war.

A plan was drawn, precise, ...