I knew throughout the day that I was being followed. I could sense someone's eyes measuring my every move.

But now that I was passing through the dark empty alley on my way back home, that feeling intensified. The streetlight above me was flickering. I didn't have it in me to turn around and see for myself who it was?

So instead I started taking bigger steps, almost running when I suddenly froze.

My brain was telling me to run but my body didn't seem to oblige. A cold shiver ran down my spine, the hair on the back of my neck rose as I felt his breath on my neck.

The movement was so fast that I wasn't even sure if it happened; suddenly my back was pressed against the hard cold concrete. But that was the least of my worries 'cause the sight in front of me was way more mesmerizing.

In front of me stood a man with untainted beauty, his fangs glistening under the moon. And his eyes so dark that the irises couldn't be differentiated from his pupils. Those dark eyes held a glint of gold in them.

To someone, the sight must have been frightening but for me, it was the rise of a completely different feeling deep inside my core. It seemed that the same feeling was reflected in his eyes too. Lust. Just that mine was a physical one but his eyes purely shone with blood lust.

I couldn't hold myself back anymore. And I did a thing that was completely insane. Pulling out my tongue, I licked the curve of his fang which resulted into a drop of my blood falling onto his lips. And that moment his mouth was at my neck, his fangs piercing my flesh and sucking in the elixir I had to offer.

But I couldn't take it anymore I pulled his face away from my neck and pressing my lips to his. He started ravaging my mouth and I could taste my blood on his tongue.

But at that moment nothing mattered because that was the only place in the world where I wanted to be in that moment. In his arms, letting the feeling of ecstasy rush over me.