I pushed her against the mirror, my hands tightly holding her waist from behind. She perceived it as a moment of intimacy but rather a retribution. Just as her father had taken my lover's life, I was about to take hers. A form of revenge against the vampire hunters who had hunted me relentlessly for years.

"Your father witnessing your life force wane is a tragic irony."

I murmured softly. As my fangs came into view, I drove them into her neck, plunging deep.