184. THE SACRIFICED SLAVE
ZAREK
I had rarely been this nervous in my entire life.
My mate’s words kept echoing in my mind.
I felt like I had failed Celine for not having found our daughter yet.
And that’s not even counting what I hadn’t told her—about the memories I pulled out of that vampire.
There were fragments of our daughter being enslaved by a man—a wolf, to be precise.
I didn’t know how clean those memories were, and my fears grew with each passing second.
“Aidan, we’ve cleared the last traces of scattered magic!”
I heard Valeria say to Nyx’s mate.
On this continent, he’s the most capable person to open these physical portals.
They weren’t the same as the ones purely conjured by magic.
I watched him step in front of the stone blocks and raise his hands.
Immediately, the temperature plummeted, everything froze—even our breaths.
He’s strong. And ever since being marked by a Selenia, I know for a fact he’s become even more powerful.
The magical circle around my descendants glowed intensely.
The four women