Chapter 5

Darius’s POV

I drained the glass of blood as the plane came to a stop. My tongue rolled over my lips, cleaning every trace of spilled ones and enjoying the aftermath of its taste that lingered. Some humans have normal blood, and some have a unique taste that makes you want more. Whoever had the one I just consumed belonged to the latter.

“Boss, we have landed.”

I ignored Etan and kept still for a while. Etan did not think twice about my silence as he walked away. The young lad who had been by my side for years knows me well enough.

The fresh and sweet smell of spring air greeted me as I began my descent down the airstair.

It has been what? More than three centuries since I stepped foot in Cillicia or the Republic at all.

Cillicia, the capital of the Republic of Vespinara. A beautiful city in the region of Anathrad. A city that is home to the Salvatore clan. A region that is owned by the Salvatore clan.

My family’s city, my family’s re