(Juriel)
The afternoon sky was painted in hues of amber and violet as I revved the engine of my sleek Challenger, the vibrant sound echoing through the otherwise tranquil surroundings of the castle grounds. Today had dragged on - classes filled with endless lectures and the occasional gossip about who liked whom and, of course, about my accident. All I could think about as I navigated the winding roads was Malik, my mate, the vampire King, and how much I wanted to do something special for him.
The castle loomed in the distance, a majestic silhouette against the fading light, and as I parked the Challenger, an idea blossomed in my mind, bright and sweet as the dawn. A romantic dinner sounded perfect, a chance to celebrate our love and escape the weight of our roles. I couldn’t wait to see
