A speeding car raced toward Jeanice, and she froze in place, her legs paralyzed, unable to move out of the way. Her mind spiraled into panic, convinced that this was it—her last day alive, ending tragically on the pavement.

But the disaster she anticipated didn’t happen. In the blink of an eye, something shoved her forcefully to the side of the road, saving her from being hit.

A man stood beside her, steady and calm, his hand resting firmly on her shoulder. It was Ronan—the vampire.

“You’re far too careless, Jeanice. " But don’t worry, you’re safe now,” he said.

“I-I… what just… how did you…” Jeanice stammered, unable to...