As the light of his transformation faded, Petne stood in his full Primordial Chaos Vampire form, his presence undeniable, his power radiating in waves that distorted the very air around him. Bella could feel the overwhelming force of his aura, both magnificent and terrifying. Her body responded instinctively, heating up under the sheer weight of his charm.
It wasn't manipulation—Petne was just that powerful, that captivating. His vampire bloodline made his every breath, every movement, almost hypnotic, and Bella found herself getting pulled in, her thoughts clouded by an unshakable, intoxicating allure.
Her pulse quickened, heat rising in her cheeks, and she inwardly cursed herself.
'Get it together, Bella!' she thought, but no matter how much she tried to shake it off, his presence made it impossible to think straight.
