Chapter forty-five

Lana

The moment Damon moves away from me to defend Matthias, panic grips my chest. Darkness engulfs me, and I'm swept off my feet by an unseen force before I can cling to him.

The world blurs as the vampire carries me into the night. His relentless pace propels us through the moonlit forest. His cold arms bind me, rendering me captive to his supernatural speed.

As we hurtle deeper into the shadows, fear of my blood being extracted pulsates through my veins. I'm certain that this time, they won't stop taking my blood until I die.

Desperation fuels my struggle, and with a surge of adrenaline, I manage to reach into my hidden pocket.

I clutch the vial of vervain tightly in my trembling hand. In a daring move, I nervously twist the cap open, and with a swift frantic motion, I fling the vervain into his eyes.

“Fucking bitch!” A guttural scowl escapes him, and his grip on my waist momentarily falters.

Seizing the opportunity, I kick him and break free, stumbling away from him. “I won't l