He dropped my child.
From that height, a fall would surely be fatal.
Just as my heart nearly stopped in panic, a tall figure caught my child.
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I thought my child was lost forever when she was hurled by the vampire, and I had no strength left to catch her.
I couldnât even stand.
Panic and guilt flooded my heart.
What would I do if my child didnât make it? How would I ever explain it to Caleb? How could I live with myself?
But, to my utter astonishment, a tall man miraculously caught my child.
Through her loud cries, I knew she was alive and unharmed.
A wave of relief washed over me as I turned to see the man who had saved her.
He glanced my way and began walking towards me.
His stature was as commanding as Calebâs, exuding an intense presence.
Backlit by the light, his face was hidden in shadow, casting an eerie aura.
My heart, which had just calmed, tightened once again.
Was he a foe?
I clutched my dress, anxiety gripping me.
Despite his heroic act, the fact that this place was remote and rarely frequented by anyone, especially at such a late hour, made his presence highly unusual.
Could he be another vampire, lured by the scent of my blood?
Puzzled, Ivy asked, âBut didnât he just take care of that vampire? If he was one of them, why would he attack his own kind?â
I answered, âEven werewolves have rivalries and fight over territories.
Vampires are even more cutthroat.
Still, I hope heâs not one.
Dealing with one vampire is trouble enough, let alone anotherâ¦â
âStop it!â Ivy interjected, her voice tinged with despair.
âWeâre like lambs ready for slaughter, vulnerable and powerless.
If heâs a vampire, I canât bear to think of what might happen next.
Letâs try to stay positive.
After all, he did save the child, so he might not be all bad.
â
I fell silent, picked up a stone from the ground as a precaution, and waited.
As the man drew closer, his features became clearer.
He was strikingly handsome, with piercing blue eyes and golden curls, radiating a noble aura that seemed at odds with that of a vampire.
He bent down and asked gently, âAre you alright?â
My instincts whispered that he was not a threat.
Just as I was about to assure him I was fine, I noticed the same vampire from before lurking behind him.