CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY FOUR – ROAD TO ROMANIA

Laura nervously adjusted her dress as she and Logan stood before the massive oak doors of the vampire clan's grand hall. The journey to Romania had been tense, filled with arguments and stolen glances. Now, as they prepared to meet the clan leader, Laura felt a mix of anticipation and dread. "Ready?" Logan asked, his voice low and gravelly. Laura nodded, her throat too dry for words. The doors creaked open, revealing a dimly lit hall adorned with ancient tapestries and flickering candelabras. As they entered, a tall, pale figure emerged from the shadows. His piercing red eyes scanned them both before he spoke in a voice that seemed to echo through time itself. "Welcome, children of the moon. I am Dragomir, leader of the Carpathian Clan. We've been expecting you." Logan stepped forward, his posture tense. "We received your message. You spoke of an alliance against Dr. Carter?" Dragomir's lips curled into a thin smile. "Straight to business, I see. Very well. Please, join us at the