The wind was violently howling against the glass window, probably warning me to leave. Telling me to force my legs to run off. But I knew more than anything that running will not save me, I was on my own. A minute organism against someone that could might as well snap my neck, the chances of me coming out of this alive were slim. 

My palms were against the wooden floor, trying to feel the vibrations of any footsteps. My futile attempt to survive was bitterly comical in my mind. The fighter inside of me refused to just be an easy meal for someone. With every stupid courage in me I shoved myself off of the floor and made a dash for it to the door. 

Even with my body feeling extremely soor and mal nourished it only wanted to step out of this house. But those iron strong arms appeared right around my waist pinning me up against the wall. The edge of the wall bumped hard against my back making me cry out in pain.

"Please, just let me go... I'm begging you." My voice felt weak and so broken. Tears were starting to brim at the corner of my eyes. But all he did was slide his cold frosted hands up my leg running underneath my skin. I squirmed in disgust wanting everything to happen to him. 

"I have to have you Acazia. I can't let you go. You're everything I want." His breath blew against my face and tried to shove him off of me. One of my last pathetic fighting attempts to be freed from his grasp.

"But I don't! I don't want this!" I cried out one last time, before his hand covered my mouth. Muting me from my desperate cries. His gray lustful eyes flashed to it's light blue blood craving eyes. HIs fangs slowly elongating before me. He was ready to attack. I was going to die.

"You're mine forever." He groaned and before i knew he bit down on the side of my neck. All that twisted pleasure bombarded me like a horrible ecstacy pill. I have no idea how many times I prayed in my head for a miracle to happen, as my body slowly began to feel limp. My blood loss was having an effect to my body making me feel the upcoming death. As he pulled away his hand from my lips I just leaned against him. 

I could hear him bite down against his skin, as the smell of his blood flooded every scent around me. He forced to place his bloody wrist against my lips feeding me his iron sweet blood. I was dying of blood lose and I know that once I open my eyes... I won't be me anymore.

"I'll be waiting for you my vixen." He whispered against my ear as I let nature take its course on my body.