Lulu

Dylan was my only hope now.

If Dorian himself had been fooled by him, it meant Morpheus’s brother had magic that was almost on par with the Dark Sorcerers.

His presence offered a small ray of hope amidst the darkness in my mind, but what he said next made my blood run cold.

"The dimensional portal spell Vane used is shielded by a very thick layer of dark magic," Dylan said quietly, his sharp eyes fixed on me with absolute seriousness. "I can track Elijah, but I need a blood medium that ...