Scott, the vampire hunter, had been stealing glances at me throughout the journey. His eyes were like two sharp, scrutinizing needles, constantly sizing me up. Finally, he couldn't hold his tongue any longer.
"Listen, girl," he began, his voice low , as if he was sharing a closely - guarded secret. "You need to wake up and see these vampires for what they really are. They're blood - sucking monsters, nothing more. Richard may seem charming, but it's all a facade."
I shot him a sideways look. "Save it, Scott. You don't know anything about Richard or our relationship."
Scott let out a scoff, his nostrils flaring. "Oh, I know plenty. I've been hunting these creatures for years. They're driven by their instincts, to feed, to kill. And when the time comes, they'll turn on you too. Richard
