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Elias lay in bed, his body still heavy with exhaustion. His mind, however, refused to quiet.
Lucian.
His touch. His voice. The way he looked at him, like Elias was something forbidden yet irresistible.
Why wasn’t he scared of him?
He should be. He should be terrified. Lucian wasn’t human—he was a predator, a creature that fed on blood, and yet… Elias felt no fear. Instead, there was a gnawing curiosity, a pull that made his stomach twist in ways he didn’t understand.
I’m not afraid of him at all, Elias thought drowsily, his heavy eyelids finally slipping shut.
The next time he woke, the room was bathed in the golden hues of late afternoon. His limbs were still sore, but the dizziness had faded.
Beside the bed, a tray of food sat waiting for him.
Elias hesitated for a moment, staring at the neatly arranged plate. Did Lucian leave this?
He swallowed, pushing the thought aside before hunger won over. He picked up the silverware and began eating, though each bite felt like a distraction rather than nourishment.
Because Lucian was still on his mind.
As soon as he finished, Elias swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood. This time, he didn’t wobble. His body felt stronger, though an odd warmth still pulsed beneath his skin. He exhaled slowly and stepped out of the room.
The mansion was eerily quiet.
As Elias walked, he noted how empty the place felt—cold, lifeless, despite its grandeur. The corridors stretched on endlessly, illuminated by dim chandeliers. The walls were lined with paintings, each one breathtaking yet unsettling. Dark forests, ancient battles, portraits of people with piercing eyes.
He shuddered. Who were these people?
Aside from the occasional passing servant who bowed politely, the mansion felt… abandoned.
Until he found him.
Lucian sat in a large leather chair in the study, book in hand. The room was dimly lit by the fireplace, its glow casting shadows over his sharp features. His presence was commanding even in stillness.
Elias hesitated in the doorway.
Lucian’s eyes flicked up. A slow smirk curved his lips. “Ah. You’re finally awake.”
Elias swallowed. “I—yeah.”
Lucian gestured lazily to the chair across from him. “Come. Sit.”
Elias stepped inside, his fingers twitching at his sides. The closer he got, the more the air seemed to shift—thicker, charged with something he couldn’t explain. He sat stiffly, his gaze flickering to the book in Lucian’s hands.
“You like to read?” Elias asked, mostly to fill the silence.
Lucian chuckled, closing the book with a soft thud. “I’ve had plenty of time for it.”
Elias frowned. “How old are you?”
Lucian arched a brow. “Older than you.”
Elias rolled his eyes. “No shit.”
“I am a vampire, Elias. What do you think?”
Elias’ breath hitched.
Something in his chest tightened, heat curling in his stomach. He tried to ignore it.
But then, reality slammed into him.
He was sitting in a room with a vampire. A real, fucking vampire.
Elias’ vision blurred. His body swayed. A cold sweat broke out along his skin.
“Shit—”
Lucian moved instantly, catching Elias’ wrist before he could tumble out of the chair.
“Breathe,” Lucian murmured. His grip was firm but not painful. His touch sent sparks up Elias’ arm.
Elias’ lips parted, his chest rising and falling unevenly.
Lucian tilted his head, amused. “Are you going to faint again?”
Elias glared. “Fuck you.”
Lucian chuckled. “Not yet.”
Elias shoved his hand away. His heart would not slow down. His pulse was too fast. Lucian could probably hear it, feel it.
And that thought alone made Elias nearly pass out all over again.
Lucian chuckled, his voice rich with amusement. “Not yet.”
Elias slapped his hand away, panic clawing at his chest. His heart was racing too fast, pounding against his ribs like a war drum. He knew Lucian could hear it—hell, he could probably feel it vibrating in the air between them.
“No—no, stay back,” Elias stammered, taking an unsteady step away. But the moment he moved, a strange sensation crashed over him.
It was as if someone was hammering inside his skull, deep and rhythmic, like a pulse that didn’t belong to him. The pressure grew, unbearable, consuming every thought in his head.
“Elias?” Lucian’s smirk faded. His eyes sharpened, scanning Elias’ face with something dangerously close to concern.
“I—I don’t—” Elias’ knees buckled.
Lucian caught him instantly, arms like steel bands around his waist. “You’re burning up,” he muttered. “Damn it, what’s happening to you?”
Elias’ vision blurred. His skin felt too tight, his body heavy, sinking into Lucian’s hold. He wanted to respond—to push him away, to demand answers—but his tongu
e wouldn’t obey.
Lucian’s voice was the last thing he heard before everything went black.
“Elias!"
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