Page 51 of To Love a Vampire
The sword clatters to the ground, greeting the cursed earth that it was wielded from. It’s forgotten the moment I drop it, the moment my eyes land on her. I step over it, taking hesitant but eager steps toward the woman I love.
Within the shadows of the mountain she sits, shaded from the sun, her arms hanging at her sides with slouching and defeated posture. She’s alone here. The heavy spellbound boulders that sealed the vampires within Pike’s Peak have been pushed away. Because Fallon freed them…
Shifting crimson eyes meet mine, a feeling of fire passes through my stinging heart. It stutters in my chest as I take in her altered appearance.
“I… I… I’m sorry,” she says to us, her ruby like eyes sparkling with confusion and something similar to shame in the scorching sunlight.
With cautious steps I walk to her, my boots make no sound against the crumbling remains of the boulders that once shielded the world from the last remaining monsters. Blood smears her palms, like she fought to keep her mortality within her.
Kneeling before her, simple understanding lays heavily within me as I hold her gaze, my fingers cautiously trailing up the black lines that ink her cold wrist.
In this moment I am reminded of what I’ve always known: I know from too much experience that life can change in an instant, from one pounding heartbeat to the next… your life can crumble all around you. I know that there isn’t a whole lot that an Infinity witch’s dangerous magic can’t fix. I know that my heart beats for Fallon Fiercely… I’ll always love her.
Even if she is a vampire.
The End
