His hand caressed the bite scars along your shoulder, his body lying next to yours. “I could always change you..” Lucius suggested, with a rough grunt. His fingertips gliding along the old, and new bite marks along your skin. You’ve already told him you didn’t want to be turned into a vampire. To watch the world grow old, to watch the deaths of many others.

But he wouldn’t understand, and he still try’s to convince you. “You’d have me for all eternity..” He whispered lowly, almost irritably. Irritated at the fact that he’s claimed you, and you refused to lie with him & become one with him. “You’ll get over your loses.” Lucius then added on, tugging you closer to him.