Chapter 60

Victor stepped into the chamber, feeling the weight of centuries-old tension in the air. The hidden lair, long forgotten by most, was a place where ancient pacts and alliances had been formed, but also where countless betrayals had occurred. The flickering torches on the walls cast long shadows, revealing more figures lurking in the dark corners. These were not ordinary people—they were the remnants of a secret society that had once fought alongside and against vampires, witches, and hunters alike.

The woman who had spoken earlier, still observing Victor with cold intensity, gestured to a large stone table at the center of the room. "Sit. We’ll hear your plea, Victor, but don’t expect our loyalty to come cheap."

Selene and Julian exchanged a glance but followed Victor’s lead as he approached the table. Victor’s voice was calm, but there was an undeniable edge to it as he addressed the group. "The Harbinger is awakening. You all know what that means. The curse that has lingered in the