Time/Date: TC1853.01.20 (Mid-Morning)
Location: Metropolitan Police Station – 4th Ring, Official Meeting Room
"And you," Darian hissed at Selene, his voice dripping with venom that came from eighteen years of cultivated hatred. "There is a blood hunt for you. After running away from drugging me and my wife with Amber Kiss eighteen years ago, you were meant to die. The blood hunt still stands. I demand that this woman be handed over to me immediately."
The words fell like executioner's stones. Cold. Final. Carrying the weight of celestial law that could override even police authority.
Selene stepped back, genuine fear flashing across her pale blue eyes as the threat hung in the air between them. Her hands trembled at her sides. After everything—the revelations about her stolen talent, the fragile hope Commissioner Wu had offered—Darian Long was going to take it all away.
