Blood without power
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Last published Fri, Jun 26, 2026
In a world where vampires bleed red and wolves glow blue... she was something that should not exist.
Ji never belonged to their world. Not the supernatural school. Not the powerful bloodlines. Not even reality itself.
She wanted silence. Darkness. No friends. No attachments.
But Alpha had other plans.
He marked her as unwanted the moment she stepped into his seat...
and made it clear she would never belong.
Then there was Rio-the one who tried to enter her mind... and failed.
Because her mind was not meant to be read.
And when the rules of nature broke...
her eyes turned orange.
A color no creature had ever seen.
Not vampire.
Not wolf.
Not human.
Now everyone wants to know what she really is...
But the truth might destroy them all.
Because Ji is not just dangerous.
She is the exception.
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