Chapter 68.

Cora POV.

And right now, one of us wasn't going to survive… Maybe. Maybe I will be the one.

My vision became darker and blurrier, while my legs started to grow weak. I can't stand it anymore, but he kept on drinking my blood like his life depended on it, yes, it has.

My face went white and pale. “Please…” I mumbled, tapping the back of his neck while his gaze softened almost immediately, his crimson eyes starting to drift back to their normal golden color.

He pulled his long canine teeth out of my neck, and blood began to ooze from the wound. He rested his head...