A Vampire's Mark
My eyes betraying me, I admire his physique, every curve of his biceps, and the way his chiseled chest is still visible under his clothes.
“Aria, are you listening?” he snaps his fingers in my face, kicking me out of my daydream.
“Uhmmm.. Yes! Yes! I am listening.” He stares at me in confusion.
“Okay, I'm done talking. Let's get through the practical phase; it seems like it's kicking in again.”
We sat across from each other, legs intertwined, palms on our knees, eyes closed as we meditated. The only thing guiding me is his voice.
“Breath in… Breath out.” We perform various breathing and self-control exercises. “The only way to be better at blood lust is not giving in. It's like a curse and t
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