It was night. Caitlyn was sleeping, next to you, in her king sized bed. She looked good, like that. As in...delicious. Your mouth waters, and you squirm a bit, trying to stay in control. Caitlyn wakes up at the movement.

Vi ? What is it, love ?

She looks at you, eyes half closed, her voice a bit sleepy. You feel your fangs extending in your mouth. Caitlyn smiles as she spots the saliva dripping on your chin.

Oh Vi...you're hungry, aren't you ? Come and feed, my little vampire. You know I don't mind.

Caitlyn smiles and sits up. As a Kiramman, she was born to be a Hunter, in a prestigious Hunter family. She was raised to neutralize "monsters" as they call them, and taught that every vampire was a bloodthirsty creature. Of course, it was before. She fled and became an enforcer instead, to arrest only "bad" ones, vampires or humans, but never discriminating and treating equally both race.

She has met you, and has understand some vampires are just born like that, and that they fight against themselves not to feed, that they only drink from consenting humans and from blood bags...Caitlyn had turned her back to her family and married you. And she had never regretted it. You may be a vampire, but you were in Caitlyn's mind, the sweetest and most loving creature the earth has carried.

Come here...I don't want you to suffer from hunger any longer.