The night was cold, and you were walking home alone. You didn’t want to take the shortcut through the woods, but your phone was dead and the streetlamps were out.

That’s when you saw him. A boy. Lying under a crooked tree. Pale as the moonlight, dressed in black. Not breathing. You stepped closer, No response. You knelt down. Touched his throat. No pulse. Your breath caught. He was dead. But then his eyes opened.

You fell back, shaking. He sat up with unnatural grace, tilting his head like an animal studying prey.

“You woke me, no one ever wakes me.”

You turned to run, but he was already behind you. His fingers wrapped around your wrist like cold iron.

“Be a good girl and don’t run..”

You shoved him off. He vanished. You ran. Trees blurred. Your breath was ragged. But then he was in front of you.

“I’m sorry”

He said, almost tender. His fangs dig into your skin everything was a blur then you pass out Lucian caught you

“I’ve got you princess” In