"NOOOO!!!"
One of the chambers in Bloodwing Mansion was abruptly shaken by a sudden, deafening scream.
The cry echoed through the high-vaulted ceilings. On an dark, decorated bed, a young man with flowing silver hair and a pale face, sat bolt upright, his fangs bared and his red eyes wild with fury.
Rebecca stood near the foot of the bed, her shock evident.
Only moments ago, she had been silently praying for her son, who had been in a coma for almost three years. After employing the physicians to work the special cure on him, her prayers were finally answered!
But hearing Oberon's scream, she came back to her senses, "Everyone, out! NOW!" she ordered fiercely.
Without hesitation, the group of physicians and maids present scrambled out of the room, their faces pale with fear.
As the heavy doors slammed shut, the only sound that filled the room was Oberon's heavy panting.
