I heard loud voices coming from outside the door of my room.
It had been a day since I let anyone enter my room if not for the healer and servants. I wanted some time alone for myself.
Darius returned dozens of people who demanded to visit me. I knew only he could do this job.
However, this time I heard a familiar tone that pulled me to go check myself. I was guilty of avoiding her. In my defense, I was saving her from the monster (myself).
After what happened earlier I couldn't risk getting close to her. Her blood made a thousand years old vampire, me, lose my damn mind.
If I did not get a grip on myself, I might have hurt her, and worse, I might've killed her.
I didn't get any blood in my system for days. It was not the first time that I went for a long time without having any blood. And that night when I tasted her blood by mistake I snapped.
