Dracula's POV

I shook my head and jumped out of bed, my gaze fixed on her. On her hand was a tray with cups of coffee and a slice of bread. Each step she took to get to the table in front of me seemed so enticing as it drew my entire attention.

She was taking each step at a time, swaying her hips sideways gracefully like a royal member. Yes, she had that royalty about her that I could see, but I had never seen this face before.

Who is she?

That was the only question that kept ringing in my head as she finally dropped the tray on...