Vlade’s POV
“You’re a vampire, right?” She smiled and giggled at me rather than being afraid even after knowing what I truly was. Her appearance was not like that of an ordinary tribal girl. With the kind of attire that she had worn, she looked more like a performer from a circus.
“Harold will be so thrilled to meet you,” she exclaimed and turned her bare back towards me. Her back was like a canvass, decorated with paintings of the mystical woods and heavenly creatures of the island. But I had no time to admire art, the demon in me wouldn’t settle unless I fed.
“What are you waiting for?” she remarked and looked at me sideways. Was she tempting me or just teasing me? I didn’t know but my instincts got the better of me and I charged towards her.
No sooner did I go closer to her, an ambi
