Could it be possible that Gabriel is the prophesied "Moonchild we have all been waiting for? "
— Ethan
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Lucian leaned back into his seat, his face ashen and his body weak.
Deathly condition notwithstanding, an alluring aura emanated from his toned figure.
How tragic it would be if such a beautiful creature were to die.
Ethan couldn't help but imagine, even for a fleeting moment, the possibility of fucking him someday.
"Hmm," Lucian responded listlessly. His dark irises were fixed on the old, mystical bridge about seven feet away from their car.
This was the bordeline of Wolfdale.
From their current standpoint, the bridge didn't look like anything out of the ordinary.
It bore the rustic charm typical of the countryside - aging yet sturdy, weathered by decades of use.
However, its benign appearance belied a sinister secret.
