The world I woke up in was not mine.
I opened my eyes to shadows thicker than night, and a cold that wasn't winter—sharp, alive, and dangerous. I couldn't remember my name, my home, or how I had gotten here. Only the sound of my own heartbeat filled the silence… until she appeared.
Holly.
Her eyes were electric blue, sharp and piercing, as if they could see every secret I didn't know I had. She moved like a predator wrapped in sunlight, yet there was warmth in her presence. I should have been terrified, but something in me—some part buried deep—knew she was mine.
"I saved you," she whispered, her voice low, rich with power. "And I won't let anyone take you from me."
Before I could ask why, before I could even understand, she fed me her blood. Heat flooded my veins, a fire that burned away pain and fear, leaving only a dizzying longing I didn't understand. I wanted to touch her, to stay in her light forever, yet instinct screamed that the shadows were watching.
I was human. She was a vampire. And she had marked me.
Somewhere in the dark, another presence stirred—Nyx. Her red eyes glimmered like coals, watching me with intent I couldn't yet decipher. I felt her before I saw her, a whisper of danger, desire, and promise. She had saved me once, too. But now, she waited… in silence.
I was alone in a world of predators, yet I wasn't alone.
Marked by destiny. Desired by two. And somewhere between love and survival, I had to remember who I was… before it was too late.