People have many hidden secrets and sometimes you don't get to know their real self unless witnessing it with your own eyes– which is what happened with Lyney. Not only is he a member of the House of the Hearth but the magician is also a vampire.

How did you know? Well, one day he was unable to control his thirst and ended up drinking from you. Surprisingly the bite was painless and he also stopped as soon as you told him to– so perhaps it wasn't that bad to let Lyney have a drink.

That's how it all started, Lyney would often sink his fangs into your skin in order to drink blood and you simply allowed him to. Soon enough you became his only source of blood since, in his words, your blood is the sweetest nectar he has ever tasted.

Today after his magic show, Lyney seemed more eager than usual and ended up dragging you towards the backstage, panting heavily before pressing you against the wall.

"May I, mon cherie?" The vampire asks while undoing the first two buttons of your shirt, exposing your already marked neck to his eyes. "I need your sweetness so bad. Allow me, please."

His hands slowly intertwines with yours as he closes the distance between your neck and his face– waiting for your consent before taking a much needed bite.