The intricate dance between vampire and werewolf, human and supernatural, unfolded against the backdrop of a storm that mirrored the turbulent emotions and alliances within the town.
Tristan opened Gabriel's office door and said, "I've found information about the Donovan family. They indeed have a son named Lucian B. Donovan."
Gabriel raised his head, looking at Tristan. "Lucian Bloodthorn," Gabriel murmured. "Lucian Bloodthorn Donovan."
"Bingo." Tristan placed the investigation files on Gabriel's desk.
Gabriel examined the documents, furrowing his brow. "Why did they hide the fact that their son is the Dark Prince, as mentioned in the prophecy? The Vampire Prince. Even to me."
