Chapter 146: Bound by Blood

Enoch, feeling slightly drained from donating blood, sank into a chair to rest, his eyes briefly closing to regain his strength. Across from him, Kendalf sat down after righting a nearby chair, settling himself opposite his friend. The air between them felt thick with unspoken words and rising concerns. “I sense a ‘but’ coming,” Enoch murmured, rubbing his temples as if trying to smooth away the weight of the situation. Kendalf didn’t hesitate. **“There is more to Zendedari than we initially thought. I suspect he has turned Caitlin, though it may have been unintentional. She’s now like us—changed, but still human, fragile in a way that suggests her body recently endured some trauma.”** Enoch’s gaze sharpened, but skepticism flickered in his dark eyes. **“How can you be certain of that when you haven’t even touched her?”** Kendalf's response was calm but firm. **“His mind is always reaching for hers. She’s an anchor, keeping him tethered to reality. Without her, his rage—his very na