Chapter 140

Viona's POV

The council chamber was still thick with the scent of smoke from the braziers when the messenger stumbled in. His clothes were torn, his pale face streaked with soot and blood. He collapsed to his knees in the center of the chamber, gasping for breath, his voice trembling with the weight of what he carried.

"Half of them..." His words faltered, broken by ragged coughs. "Half of the vampires... gone. Wiped out in an instant."

The chamber erupted. Wolves leapt from ...