Chapter 94

Veronica's POV:

Draco's eyes, once filled with warmth and tenderness, now burned with an unquenchable thirst. His lips curled into a twisted smirk, tainted with the taste of fresh blood. There was no recognition in his gaze, only a primal hunger that threatened to swallow everything in its wake.

I felt a lump forming in my throat as I struggled to find my voice. "Draco, please... come back to me," I pleaded, tears welling up in my eyes.

I watched Draco cautiously as he stood before me, his eyes no longer a menacing black, but returned to their usual color. Relief washed over me, mingling with the remnants of fear that still lingered. I took a few hesitant steps backward, unsure of how to approach him after witnessing his transformation.

Draco's gaze met mine, a mixture of pity and stress evident in his eyes. He seemed to understand the wariness in my expression, the fear that gripped my heart. With a heavy sigh, he turned and began walking back towards the house, the weight of his ac