Evelyn
A man rose from within the flames of the fire.
I stiffened in Dimitri’s arms.
Something inside me, a new and supernatural instinct newly awakened after my death, warned me that that man was as human as Dimitri and his brothers.
As I was now.
He wore an entirely black suit. His features were angular and delicate like a marble sculpture. His eyes were an unsettling black, impenetrable like a bottomless abyss. His curls were silver like the light of night. Everything about him screamed beauty and danger. Especially the dark, pointed horns atop his head.
A demon.
But not just any.
Suddenly, I remembered all the times Dimitri explained to me the origin of vampires. How they were born from one of the princes of Hell.
Before me, I was seeing the creator of all vampires.
"Dimitri,
