Chapter 33 – Aveline's Fury Has A Name

• Aveline didn’t move. Her body froze as the dim light from the bedside lamp caught the shimmer again—veins or symbols, she couldn’t tell. But one thing was certain: it wasn’t a normal mark. It wasn’t anything a doctor could explain.
• “Luca,” she whispered, brushing a strand of hair from his forehead. “What did they do to you...?”
• She knew the Vallerion blood could bind curses. But this—this looked planted. Hidden.