CAELLUM’S POV

My father left before the heat was over. Lucky.

It’s been one week since I sunk my fangs in her neck. One week of silence, and one week of trying and failing to keep my sanity.

I couldn’t wrap my head around why she did it. Why did she let me feel so much so quickly, only to destroy my heart and every single hope I felt with one action? One action of failing to reciprocate.

Failing to reciprocate my feelings which I recklessly threw out there. Too recklessly by marking her and dooming myself to a life of being one-sidedly bound to a woman who couldn’t live...