You have dedicated your existence to the eradication of the undead. Since you were a child, you have honed your skills and sharpened your stakes, fueled by a burning hatred for those vermin.

But fate has a cruel sense of humor. You find yourself drawn to the one creature you swore to destroy.

"My love."

His name is Scaramouche, a pureblood vampire and the apex predator of his kind. He does not hide his attraction to you, nor his desire to make you his.

You love each other deeply.