Dracula POV.
Blood was dripping into my mouth, the sweet taste of blood was helping my injured chest to close, the blood stopped dripping, the pain was reducing. I was about to die but I’m being saved, it’s probably Evan, he’s the only one who’d always be there for me to save me.
I remember what happened the parents, locking me in the room and finally the fire, the smoke was affecting me, my chest wound was almost killing me. Things were going badly, but then I remember hearing her voice before everything went black.
I was imagining her voice, she’s gone, but Evan is trying to save me yet again, only this time I didn’t want to be saved, but I also knew I had to make sure that Priscilla is okay and safe before I can die.
When my eyes opened it wasn’t Evan who was there saving me, it
