"You don't have to be like this, Lucian," I said in a low voice as I felt the tip of the stake pressing into my skin just below my rib cage. "You don't have to be who everyone expects you to be--"
"Yes, I do!" he bellowed, cutting me off and pressing the stake into my chest harder. I flinched and pressed myself against him more, trying to get away from the weapon that could end my life right here and right now. "I have to do this! It's what I was born to do, how I was raised, and what I was trained for! I have no choice!"
His words sounded desperate and conflicted and I felt hot tears seeping into my hair. I wanted to turn around his powerful embrace to comfort him, but his arm that was wrapped tightly around my neck held me in place. "Lucian," I whispered. His embrace tightened around me and I closed my eyes as I felt my eyes begin to burn with my own tears. "Please."
I flinched as I felt the sharp tip of the stake prick me and the scent of my own blood rose to my nostrils. His arms were tense and I felt his jaw clench.
"Please..." I whispered again as my lip quivered. At that very moment, I knew that I might not make it out of this alive.
CZYTASZ
Onyx Roses
WampiryForget everyting you know about anything because it's false. The world you see now is only the surface of the truth. There's more to what you see than what you might comprehend; like how strange that man's eyes looked in the alley last night, or how...
