The First of Her Kind
Amani felt the depth of their bond, the completeness of their union, as they stood together, basking in the warmth of their love.
And then, with a sharp gasp, Amani was pulled back to reality. Her fangs retracted from Malakai’s flesh, and she found herself back in the tent. Her gaze locked onto Malakai’s still form as she desperately searched for any sign of life. For a moment, fear gripped her heart, threatening to suffocate her. But then, in the tense silence, she noticed it—a subtle shift in his breathing. It was no longer shallow and erratic but steady, rhythmic. His chest rose and fell with renewed strength, each breath deeper than the last.
Sikat na Kabanata