TRISTAN
I messed up. Badly.
I had no choice but to trust a vampire saying that there was someone in town who could help Natalia. My hands were already full of blood by the time we arrived in front of a humble home.
“Get her inside.” The woman who opened the door for us said right after she saw Natalia’s state.
We entered, and she led me into the bedroom. It took me a moment to wonder why the vampire brought us here. The woman is a witch. It was almost questionable because, as far as I know, witches don’t interact with other kinds, definitely not vampires. But I didn’t have the luxury to ask questions right now.
“Please help her,” I requested, ready to kneel if I have to. Witches always ask for favors in return. I don’t care what it takes as long as Natalia is saved.
“She’s lost a lot
