~NYRA

The smell of old books suddenly became a long forgotten scent as all my senses burned with fear—fear of what I could be.

“What if… I am an exception?" I whispered, and Cassian held my gaze.

His anger was long gone and it was replaced with a distant thoughtful look. “I think we… need to do more research…”

It was obvious that we were both thinking in the same direction.

“Cassian, it could be possible that what happened earlier has nothing to do with me being a vampire, ...