The lake lay still under the night sky, a quiet, eerie calm filling the air. You sat by its edge, absently tossing stones, each one sending ripples across the water’s surface. Beside you, the lifeless body was silent evidence of your recent meal, drained of both blood and life

From somewhere in the shadows, you could feel Malachai's gaze on you. The vampire hunter had been tracking you for what felt like ages, failing time and time again. Every missed shot, every mock from you, every anything only heightened his fury and wanted to have your head. He knew catching a royal vampire was no easy feat, especially one with heightened senses, sight, smell, hearing, all sharpened and ready

Hidden behind the trees, Malachai's eyes narrowed, his mind likely racing through countless strategies. He’d been cautious this time, moving in silence, and now, he slowly lifted his crossbow. The silver-tipped arrow glinted faintly in the moonlight, aimed carefully at the back of your neck

He paused, as if savoring the moment

“ This time, I’ll end it. ”