Yurian had texted her in detail about the tragedy that had befallen Fritez City.
[At least 700 lives were lost, including innocent citizens of the city, vampire guards of Xiran, police officers, special forces and Carios. While Rivan had been hospitalised and Irlana had been taken back by his father.]
Reading his message, Aselia's ever-steady hands trembled and her phone dropped. Her first thoughts went to Frila; how happy she was two days ago telling her about her upcoming wedding.
A whimper escaped Aselia as tears cascaded down her cheeks.
A lump had formed in her throat and she found it difficult to breathe. Carios's face flashed in her mind and all the memories she had of him came rushing to her.
The day he sparred with her, how he was always afraid of incurring Xiran's wrath and was forever asking her to not disturb him, the way he had threatened her because he cared so deeply for his Sire.
