DMITRI POV
The spatial tear nearly swallowed me whole.
I threw myself backward as reality split open like a wound, showing the dark space between worlds. Cold air rushed out, bringing whispers in languages that hurt to hear. My vampire strength was the only thing that stopped me from being sucked into the void.
"Another one," I gasped, pulling out my phone to mark the position. "That's the fifteenth tear this week."
I'd been hunting these dimensional wounds for three months, ever since Lily gave herself to stop the Devourer. Each tear was a memory of what my kind had done. Vampires had fed on dimensional energy for centuries, weakening the walls between worlds. We'd made it possible for monsters like the Devourer to break through.
And now Lily was paying the price for our greed.
My phone buzzed with a text from Viktor, my vampire clan leader: "Stop this foolish journey. Come home."
