~Valeria~
The second the mark burned itself onto my forehead, the c***k in the altar just stopped. Like someone hit pause on the whole apocalypse situation. A door made of pure light appeared above the c***k, glowing in a mystical way that terrified me.
Michael stepped forward, pulling out this old bronze key that looked like it had no business being anywhere else but the museum. "This is the secret chamber key your dad left behind. Only someone with the royal mark can use it."
Oh super cool, so I'm literally the only person who can open the potentially deadly mystery door.
Alerion was in front of Michael so fast that I doubted if he wasn’t a vampire. "How do you even have this key? What's your actual endgame here?"
"I've already told you, I'm her dad's guard!" Michael sounded so ti
