Page 102 of Claimed By Fur and Fangs

“She’s on a suicide mission, and she planned everything to the letter,” I read aloud, my heart racing. “She was friends with a witch who was able to stop her vampirism and made me impregnate her. The child she carries is a cursed child and will be the destruction of all.”

Damon’s eyes widened as he heard the last part.

“What?!” he exclaimed in shock, his voice cracking slightly as he looked at Aidan.

I took a deep breath, my voice trembling as I kept reading.

“She plans on using her child to achieve her goals. I sincerely thought she wanted to wipe out just vampires, which is why when Alma found out about her plans, we killed her. But I just recently overheard her conversation with the witch and realized that she wants to wipe out both vampires and werewolves.”

I could feel the weight of the words sink into me, the gravity of the situation crushing. I stopped, lifting my eyes to Aidan and Damon, before finishing the last lines:

“The witch is clearly fueling her anger, but what did the vampires do to Vera?”

Aidan's fist slammed onto the table with a force that startled me.

“We have to stop her,” Aidan’s voice, raw and fierce, broke through the silence.

Aidan’s jaw was clenched, his eyes burning with a mix of fury and desperation.

“We have barely two hours left to save Finn from Vera. We leave now,” Aidan said, his tone unwavering. “Sienna, you stay behind. It’s too dangerous. Your life might be endangered.”

Sienna didn’t argue, just nodded solemnly.

We headed out to the convoy of black SUVs waiting outside, the vehicles sleek and imposing. A group of vampires surrounded us, their presence a silent reminder of the danger we were walking into.

“Damon, you will join Amelia and I in the same vehicle,” Aidan said.

“There are over seven SUVs here,” Damon said as he looked shocked.

“Because we are going to war, I’ll brief you on our way,” Aidan replied.

The engine roared to life, and the convoy sped off toward the outskirts of town.

Finn, just hold on, we are coming for you,I thought.

The road ahead was dark, my heart racing for Finn. I squeezed Aidan’s hand, feeling his tension as he planned.

When we neared the outskirts of town, Aidan suddenly ordered the convoy to stop.

“Only Amelia and I will continue from here. Stay alert. Wait for my signal,” Aidan instructed.

The vampires nodded silently, their eyes scanning the surroundings, their focus unwavering. Damon, too, gave a brief nod, understanding the gravity of the situation.

We took one of the SUVs and continued to our destination.

We arrived at the warehouse, and vampires surrounded us. They quickly restrained Aidan with silver chains. He didn’t flinch; his jaw set in defiance.

“Where is Vera?” Aidan growled, his voice steady despite the pain. “Show your face, Vera!”

I felt a chill run down my spine, and my heart pounded as they dragged me closer to Aidan. My wrists were also bound, but the chains didn’t burn me—I was human.

They ushered us into the warehouse.

"Finn..." I whispered, dread creeping in.

There he was, lying on the floor, covered in blood. His body was bruised, tortured, and my heart shattered at the sight. His body trembled slightly as I rushed toward him, but a vampire blocked my path.

“Don’t touch her!” Aidan snarled; his voice dangerous. “You lay one finger on her, and I’ll kill you.”

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