t over the city's skyline. Her rifle's scope scanned the
ment on the east side,"
kened. "Roger that,
s pounding the gravel. Emilia's trained e
arkness – tall, imposing, a
ned on the trigger. "R
ilia. Type-3 V
focusing. Her rifle fired
er said. "You're
to avoid the vampire's dissipating ashes. Ryk
er said, clapping her b
ilia had grown up among hunters, trained
ouse, Emilia's phone b
e last living heir of t
skipped a beat.
"Meet me at the old clock t
ne wen
d. Silvermist? She'
r expression. "E
"Just a weird call
e careful, kiddo. We don'
ucking the phone
earched the Silvermist bloodline. N
er, who was review
heard of the Silv
ious. "That's an old, powerfu
sity grew. "Wh
"Silvermist was a werewolf bloodlin
. Werewolves? She'd n
ty grew. Who was behind the mysterious
training, focusing on th
, her senses on high alert. The w
he shadows – tall, impo
said, his voice low and mys
incts flared.
led, revealing r
, Emilia, are the key to un
her rifle tighten
oodline's true power. A power that could
ubts surfac
"You're the last living heir. The b
sank in. She was no longer just a hunter
ght, Emilia knew her life
d box. "This contains your inheritance. Open
d into the night, leaving Emilia