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I was cold, and wet, and tired. My jeans drenched from kneeling on the muddy ground of the forest floor.

"You're scent is irresistibly mouthwatering," I felt cold breath as he whispered in my ear."

"If I'm so irresistible, why don't you just kill me," I whimpered as the words spilled out of my mouth.

"I don't want your blood," he shook his head slowly, not breaking his unnerving stare on me.

"I want you. I need you by my side," he said while lifting my face. "I can make you very powerful."

"You're meant to be mine."

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okay I suck at descriptions. read anyways!