Adrian Nightshade
The echoing footsteps of the guard faded into the dark, leaving me alone in the cold, unforgiving silence of the cell.
I shouted, my voice a crescendo of rage and desperation that seemed to bounce off the damp walls. "Let me out! Stella is in danger!" But my pleas fell on deaf ears, dismissed as nothing more than the desperate cries of a vampire confined to solitary.
I couldn't entirely fault the guard for his decision. Who, in their right mind, would willingly trust a creature like me? Locked away, I was nothing more than a predator in waiting, biding my time until the opportunity for a midnight feast presented itself. If he had set me free, he might as well have handed himself over as dinner.
The dim light filtering through the small, barred window cast eerie shado
