The night was unusually quiet. The moon hung low in the sky, casting a silver glow over the vast villa where Ella stayed. She stood on the balcony, her delicate elf features bathed in the soft light. The cool breeze rustled through her hair, and for a moment, everything seemed peaceful. But deep inside, a growing unease twisted in her chest.
Ella's heart felt heavy as she looked out at the dark forest that surrounded the villa. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was coming—something dark. Her senses, heightened by her elven blood, were rarely wrong. She could feel the tension in the air, as if the world itself was holding its breath.
"Why am I here?"she whispered to herself, clutching the balcony railing. Adam had promised to protect her, but the shadows in her mind whispered that danger was closer than ever. His enemies wouldn't let her go so easily, and she was no ordinary elf—she was a princess, a prize for any vampire who sought power.
Suddenly, the wind shifted, and Ella felt it—a presence, cold and sharp, lurking in the distance. Her breath caught in her throat as her eyes darted to the forest. She couldn't see them, but she felt them. The vampires were near.
Before she could move, a figure emerged from the shadows, stepping out from the trees. His eyes glowed crimson in the moonlight, and his pale face was twisted into a cruel smile. Behind him, more figures followed—silent, predatory. The vampire family had arrived.
"no…"Ella's voice was barely a whisper, her pulse racing with fear. She backed away from the balcony, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew they had come for her. Her body trembled, her elven instincts screaming at her to run, but where could she go? The villa felt like a prison, too vast and unfamiliar to escape.
Suddenly, the front door of the villa burst open with a loud crash. The sound echoed through the halls like thunder, and Ella's heart skipped a beat. She turned toward the noise, panic rising inside her. Her legs felt weak as she stumbled toward the main room.
The vampires were inside now. She could hear their footsteps, their low murmurs like the hiss of serpents. The air grew colder as they drew nearer, their presence suffocating. Ella's breath quickened. She couldn't hide her fear—it made her magic flare, making her feel exposed. Her true form shimmered through her skin, her ears elongating and her eyes glowing faintly in the dark.
"Where's Adam?" she thought, her mind racing. He had always protected her, always been there when she needed him, but now... she was alone.
A shadow moved in front of her, blocking her path. She gasped as one of the vampires appeared, tall and menacing. His eyes gleamed with a hunger that made her blood run cold.
"So, this is the little elf," he sneered, his voice like ice. "The one our dear Adam cherishes so much. What a shame… he can't protect you now."
Ella's back pressed against the wall, her body trembling. Her thoughts raced—there was no way out. The vampire stepped closer, his fangs glinting in the dim light.
She could feel his cold breath on her skin. Desperate, she summoned all the courage she had left, her hand trembling as she reached for a nearby vase and hurled it at him. It shattered against his chest, but it did little more than make him laugh.
Before she could react, the vampire grabbed her wrist, his grip like iron. "You think you can escape us, little elf?" he growled, leaning closer. "You're ours now."
A sharp pain shot through her wrist, and tears pricked Ella's eyes. She struggled, trying to pull free, but his strength was overwhelming. She could feel her energy draining, her powers flickering weakly in the face of the danger.
But then—just as the vampire moved to sink his fangs into her skin—the room flooded with an intense red glow. Ella's eyes widened in shock as the air around them seemed to pulse with energy. She knew this power. It was him.
Adam burst into the room, his eyes blazing with fury. He moved faster than she had ever seen, a blur of motion as he slammed into the vampire holding her, sending him flying across the room with a single blow. The other vampires hissed, retreating into the shadows as Adam's power filled the space.
"Touch her again, and it will be the last thing you ever do," Adam's voice was low, dangerous, and filled with raw power. His presence was overwhelming, his aura crackling with energy that made the air feel heavy.
He turned toward Ella, his expression softening for just a moment as his eyes met hers. "I told you I would protect you," he said, his voice gentle now, though his gaze was still sharp with warning as he glanced at the retreating vampires.
The room fell silent. The vampires, sensing Adam's unmatched strength, hesitated before slipping away into the night, leaving them alone.
Ella collapsed into Adam's arms, her breath coming in ragged gasps as the tension drained from her body. His arms wrapped around her, strong and reassuring, and for a moment, she felt safe again.
But deep down, she knew this was only the beginning. The vampires wouldn't stop. They would keep coming for her. And even though Adam was there, she couldn't ignore the fear that still gripped her heart