Victoria’s POV:
I gasped, a scream tearing from my throat. Someone rushed in through the door.
But it wasn’t Lucian.
It was Jake.
"What’s wrong, sis?" he asked, concern etched on his face.
"Vampires... blood... fire," I whispered, my voice trembling.
He burst into laughter, pinching my cheeks. "I knew you had a wild imagination, but this is another level."
I slapped his hands away. "I’m serious."
"Then tell me, this Lucian guy—is he a hunky vampire who wants to drink your precious blood?" he teased, chuckling.
"f**k off!" I yelled, kicking him off my bed. He fell with a groan.
"Evil twin," he muttered.
Wait a minute.
"This is my room? This is my room!" I exclaimed, leaping up and running around to check.
"Congratulations, stupid. Yes, it is your room," Jake said from the floor
