My Vampire Second Chance Mate

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e woman, who had introduced herself as Mother Agatha, was kind and unassuming. She didn't press me for details, didn't ask me why I was running. Instead, s

inside me. The village, small and untouched by time, seemed too perfect. It

t called to me, though I couldn't pinpoint why. The trees loomed over the path like silen

alking deeper into the woods, drawn by an unknown force. The mist from the evening dew clung to the underbrush, and I could hear the soft ru

roke the

e here

him-about the way he moved, how his presence seemed to ripple through the air-that made me feel oddly comf

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on my tongue like

glancing over at him. "There's something

The forest holds its own power," he said cryptically, his dark eyes reflecting a m

sharply. "I'm just... tr

o humor in it. "No one ever truly knows what they're

s words laced with layers of meaning I didn't fully grasp. But there was an unde

I said, my voice softening

of the trees before he looked back at me. "I come because ther

n his tone stopped me. Whatever he was hiding, it wasn't something he was ready to share. And yet, the more time I spent

," I said, my voice firm. "Yo

-crossed his features before he looked at me intently. "I'm not pu

per into the forest without another word. His steps were

ing for, but I was sure that it

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with her wa

myself drawn to her. She was like a puzzle that I couldn't solve, a mystery that unraveled the longer I

ot when the human in question was so... alive. There was an aura about her, a life force that pulled me in

t-one I had come to appreciate in my years of solitude. She was cautious, but not in the way I expected. She

the worthy were allowed to discover them. Sienna had stumbled into it by accident-or perhaps not. There was something too deliberate about her presence here. I had seen it

reveal myself to her

her into them. Not when the shadows of my past still clung to m

pain and loss. But seeing Sienna, standing there in the dimming light, brought something inside me back to life

er that I hadn't expected. If I wasn't careful, she

ady saw through them. And that

n't know it yet, but we were both caught in the same web of fate. She had a second chance at li

und my boots. This was the place where everything changed,

choice but

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with the cold evening air. His back was to me, but his posture was

my voice trembling slightly d

toward me, his eyes glowing faintly in the dim

id, his voice low and serious. "

dn't know why. It felt as though the world was shifting around me, as if the very ground beneat