You were bleeding while leaning against a tree. You are in the forest. You can no longer change your form because your body is already weak from the wounds made by a vampire.

 Your tired eyes looked at the vampire slowly approaching your place. There was hunger in his eyes.

 But before he could get close, he fell to the ground. You blinked and saw Seraphim kneeling in front of you to match your position.

 "I'm sorry I'm late. Don't worry, kitty, you're still alive. No one will touch you except me." He smirked.

 "You've been my food since the day I laid my eyes on you."