Chapter 923 - Bound By Dark Spell

With a swift motion, she gathered her medical supplies, her attention already shifting to Tristan.

Rayven watched in silence as Lucille turned her focus to Tristan, her words carrying an ominous weight that hung heavily in the air.

"Remember this," she said, her eyes boring into Tristan's piercing gaze. "That little girl's blood essence is a double-edged sword. Indeed it gives you unparalleled power, surpassing even the strongest of Purebloods. But in exchange, you surrender control of your very consciousness to her whims. She will wield authority over you, compelling you to do her bidding—even if it means sacrificing your own life."

Once Lucille left, the tension lingered in the air like a storm cloud. Rayven, his brows knitting together in confusion, turned to Tristan.

"Did… did Ciara let you take her blood essence?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.