Bond By Blood; In love With A Vampire

Author’s POV — 1300 years ago

The night was bone-chilling, so cold that one could feel it crawled down the spine. The sky thundered in fury, lightning flashed wildly across the heavens, and it looked like rain would be falling anytime.

The creaky wooden door of a hut groaned open, and a man entered, wrapping in thick layers of cloth to shield himself from the biting cold. The inside was so dark but only a single lantern lit the wall, its small flame casting flickers of light in the room. He was intimidated by fears and anxiety he could perceive as he made his way through the place blindly,feeling with every step that he was not alone.

"You are here." A voice broke the silence and immediately the man spun around to where the voice came from. Emerged from a a shadowed corner was another figure, oozing with danger aura. His voice was deep and deadly that it was enough to scare anyone, and his presence sent a chill deeper than the cold outside.

" Yes,” the man said shaky. “I hope... you haven't forgotten about your promise. You... you ... said you would heal me." The man added fearfully, feeling uncomfortable and insecurity with the man’s presence and his surroundings.

" Of course. How can I forget such?" The dark man asked and started moving towards him, but the man intimated by his sudden instinct of the man being dangerous found himself recoiling. Taking steps back as the man took his forward.

" Why are you backing away?” He demanded. “ I am here to heal you, not to hurt you." he told him, but still the man couldn't find himself convinced by his words.

he couldn't stop moving back until he stumbled over something, and with a swift jack of his head he looked at his feet, trying to figure out what he stumbled upon. At first he couldn’t tell what the thing was, but when he looked carefully. His eyes widened when he saw a ripped off arm. Immediately, he was alarmed, and jerked away from it. His heart thundered in his chest, responding to the thunder outside.

" I told you not to move, but you didn't listen to me."

“ what's that?" He demanded, his lip trembling.

" what does it look like?” The dark man asked. “It is an arm. A human one." The man said, cunningly.

" what?" Suddenly panic strangled his breath, and immediately he moved away from where he was. “ what’s that doing here?”

“ That’s not why you are, is it?” The dangerous man asked, and immediately the man shook his head. " Just like I promise, I will treat you, and you will become healthy, no healthy is too below for such. you will feel extraordinarily," he continued and moved closer to him. The man found himself trembling beneath his feet.

" But with what?" he asked, curiosity and anxiety laced in his voice. He glanced swiftly around the room, as if looking for something. " I can't see any medicine here?"

" Trust me boy, I don't need any of those." he said with a grin. Then in the next second his eyes turned blood-red and fangs protruded from his mouth.

Upon sighting this, the man screamed, but the thunder outside swallowed the sound. He wanted to turn on his heel when the man gripped him by the shoulder, then in a swift movement he brought his mouth to his neck. He dug his fangs into his neck and scream

s filled the place.