"Ben!!!!!!!!!"

I ran over to Ben and held his head on my lap. Tears silently ran down my face and dropped onto his lifeless form.

“What’s wrong with him?” I asked tearily.

“Vampire bite.” Someone spat angrily.

“What’re we going to do?” I sobbed.

“There’s nothing we can do.” The same unfamiliar voice said quietly.

“There has to be something.” I said looking up at them. They all looked down at Ben with a sympathetic gaze.

“Is there no one that can help him?” I asked, looking down at Ben.

“No one can bring back the dead except healers.” Tyrell said with tears running down his face.

“Are there any...