My breath caught in my throat as I spotted the figure lurking in the shadows, his presence menacing even from a distance. The vampire stepped forward, his pale skin glowing faintly in the moonlight. He was tall, with sharp features and an air of arrogance that sent chills down my spine. His blood-red eyes locked onto me with a cruel smirk playing on his lips, as though he’d been waiting for this moment.
Kieran’s body tensed beside me, his protective instincts flaring once again. “Get behind me, Aylin,” he said quietly, his voice edged with anger. I could feel the shift in his posture—ready to strike at any moment.
I obeyed, moving behind him, but the vampire’s gaze never left mine. He wasn’t just here to fight. He wanted something, and from the way his eyes gleamed, I had a sinking feeli
