Crimson Vow: First Bite in Four Vow

Crimson Vow: First Bite in Four Vow

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Lilya walks through a moonlit clearing wearing a soft, sleeveless collared white blouse. She's meeting Caelan in secret to perform the first of the Four Heir Rituals on her exposed shoulders and armpits. But tonight, something changes-the mark left on her right armpit glows faintly, and her senses begin to shift. Meanwhile, Vienna watches from afar, troubled by what she feels in her blood.
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