
Done With Bloodlust, Done With YouThe Blood Moon Feast was over. I was delivering the synthetic blood supplement I'd developed for the vampire lord, Evander, when he suddenly threw me to the ground.
"Give it to me... I want you..."
His crimson eyes burned with desperate hunger. My face flushed.
I thought he finally understood the love I held for him.
So I let him sink his fangs into my neck. I let him form a blood bond with me—a human. I wanted eternity with him.
But when I woke up, Evander's eyes were filled with shock and regret.
It wasn't love. Just an uncontrollable frenzy from his once-a-century bloodlust curse.
And now it was too late.
A human bonded to an ancient vampire suffers excruciating, soul-tearing pain.
To forcibly break the bond? A death sentence.
Evander chose to honor it. He owed me—I'd saved his life once in the human world.
But everything changed when Odette died.
His true love, waiting centuries to bond with him.
When she learned of our union, she shattered—left the City of Eternal Night alone and walked into an ambush by rogue hunters. They burned her to ash.
When his family brought back the only thing left—a moonstone pendant—Evander's hands closed around my throat.
"This was your plan all along, wasn't it? You trapped me in this bond. Then you conspired with hunters to kill Odette. Go to hell and apologize to her yourself!"
He ripped the bond from me, tearing away the very blood that kept me alive.
A day and a night of agony as my organs ruptured. Then I died.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back. Back to the night his curse erupted.