Days turned into months, and as the year passed, Griffin transformed from a bloodthirsty fledgling into a disciplined vampire, mastering control over his impulses.
Yet, despite his newfound strength and self-restraint, the pain of his family's loss still lingered, a constant ache that no amount of training could dull. The haunting images of his young siblings tormented him, their innocent faces appearing in his mind when he least expected it.
Griffin had encountered many vampires during his time at the academy, some powerful, others wise, but none could break through the wall of grief and solitude he had built around himself.
Friendship seemed impossible; his heart was too weighed down by loss to allow for such connections.
Yet, amidst the darkness, one purpose remained clear in his mind: he needed to find Magnus, the prince who had granted his wish for revenge that fateful night.
