Form a Mate Bond

Aware that their bodies wouldn't disappear unless they were burned or the sun came up and shone on them, turning them to ashes, Vazer stood frozen. He had never felt so dizzy; his mind felt like it wasn't his own as he shifted his gaze from the bodies on the floor to the one hung at the entrance—his sister, Dinari.

Understanding that one of his twin sisters was missing, a faint ember of hope ignited in his heart. He was about to dash upstairs and look for her, clinging to the slight hope that she was still alive, even if terribly injured, when he paused. His gaze caught a piece of paper stabbed into the center table on the first floor.