victory

Victoria, like her family, comes from an ancient line of werewolves . She was raised alongside her parents and siblings under strict traditions, learning from a young age to control her instincts and hate her natural enemies: vampires. Now, at 18 , she has entered university. The whole family moved to Italy , where they were accepted into one of the country's most prestigious universities . Victoria walks across the campus with her siblings: Martín , Javier , and Anna . The atmosphere seems normal… until her instincts tingle. Vampires. Four. Three women and one man. The air changes. The scent hits them like an invisible whip. The four siblings tense up at the same time. "Damn it…" Javier grunts through gritted teeth. Victoria freezes. Her breathing slows as a distinct, deep, and intoxicating scent invades her senses. Her gaze fixes on the tall, elegant, green-eyed vampire with a dangerous presence. Her heart pounds with fury. "It's him… "Victoria whispers, without looking away . "The green-eyed vampire… is my destined mate. "Anna frowns, clearly upset . "The brown-eyed vampire… "she says irritably , "is my destined mate. Damn, I don't even like girls, but… "She purses her lips , "She's beautiful. "Martín lets out a mocking laugh. "Then we're screwed," he says. "The dark-haired vampire is mine. "Javier sighs, clearly annoyed. "The blonde… "he mutters . "The blonde one is my mate. "The four of them look at each other, irritation and disbelief etched on their faces. The silence is heavy. "Why…" Javier growls, "why did some damn vampires have to be our destined mates?"

Victoria clenches her fists. Her gaze returns to the green-eyed vampire. He watches her too… as if he already knows.

The bond had already awakened. And nothing—not hatred, not war between species—could break it.