Cain realized he really could not move.
The moment he tried to step forward, his body refused him, as if invisible chains had wrapped around his limbs and tightened without mercy.
His breath caught in his throat, and a cold realization crept up his spine.
Damn it… don't tell me she is here too.
His jaw clenched.
If she is here, then that explains everything.
The triangle blood pact of the three sisters.
A cruel and clever design.
If one or even two of the sisters were absent, the pact weakened. He could slip through its hold, travel to other realms, and cross planes without resistance. But when all three stood within the same territory, their blood resonated as one, forming a perfect seal. A prison disguised as family.
It meant no matter what he did, no matter how much blood power he forced through his veins, he would not be able to leave.
"This is a problem," he muttered under his breath.
A huge problem.
His eyes darkened.
