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HER SON

{NOTE! ~THIS IS A STANDALONE SEQUEL OF 'HER BLOOD'} In a world where immortality reigns, life knows no end. However, immortals are divided into two categories: the strong and the weak. The weak can be easily killed, often possessing vulnerabilities that make them susceptible to the superior immortals. * Tragedy strikes when my father, a weak immortal with a fated weakness, is killed by a man I once revered. This man, who cannot be vanquished, has also passed down his trait to me through my mother. I hold both my mother and this man accountable for my father's demise and all the ensuing events. Even though my mother sent the man into hiding to atone for the pain caused, I am certain that he will return. Only this time, it will be different. He will come back to complete what he started, to seek vengeance and forcefully take back what belonged to him. ***

FaeyVor5651 · Fantasy
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136 Chs

116. THE EARLIER THE BETTER

The moment she opened her eyes, they rolled due to dizziness and she felt her head pound slightly.

"Ugh…" she groaned as she struggled to sit upright while holding her temples to relieve herself from the pain.

"How do you feel?" A male voice reached her ears and Drussilla's heavy eyes moved in the direction of the voice and found Reginald standing at the edge of her bed while watching her keenly.

"Ow…" she groaned again when she felt a sharp pain at the right side of her neck.

She pushed the duvet aside and tried to climb out of the bed but Reginald quickly came to assist her.

She accepted his support and got on her feet. She breathed heavily while frowning deeply at her body reaction.

"I feel strange," she answered his question and it made Reginald extra worried.

It was already morning and the room got brightened by the sunlight, causing Drussilla to squint her eyes in discomfort.

She froze in place and stared at him.