Blood Legacy

Valentin’s POV

I was no stranger to death.

My first introduction came early, at age seven, in the backseat of my mother’s car, or whatever was left of it anyways after the crash. I remembered waking up beneath my mother’s body, her blood sticky in my hair, her arms still curled around me like she thought she could protect me from the world. They had to pull me out from under her.

And then at her