On a closer inspection Willow noticed that the lady looked oddly familiar, she looked a lot like Rowan. But she didn't have his golden eyes. She had the same blue black hair like Rowan. Not to forget her exquisite face. Willow wondered if she was his sister. She looked too young to be his mother.
Watched? What was red robed-probably Rowan's sister saying?
Willow didn't want to leave Rowan. She wanted to stay beside him, though this Rowan scared her greatly. She reluctantly turned around after the two maids stepped out.
"Willow where are you going?" Asked Natasha pulling her to stop.
"Outside?"
Natasha took a deep breath. "You should stay. Remember the part about blood?"
Willow blinked. She did remember. Willow felt shocked. Though she had been reluctant to giving her blood to Rowan, but now that she saw Rowan she wanted to give her blood to him, all of it if that is what will help him. That scared her though, why was she suddenly having suicidal thoughts?
"I think one of us should stay here." said the pink robed lady. Who was just as beautiful, and Willow felt there were points in her face that looked familiar to Rowan though she didn't have his hair or eyes. Other sister? Maybe.
"What if he ends up hurting her? I don't think he'll be happy when he wakes up."
Nerves bundled up in Willow. She felt even more nervous than her first time taking part in a school drama in kindergarten. She had played the role of an apple tree.
"So I think I should stay." Finished the pink robed lady.
The Red robed lady pursed her lips. "I think I should stay here. If she is Rowan's mate then that makes her my daughter-in-law."
Willow choked on air. Daughter-in-law? So she wasn't Rowan's sister but his mother? She looked too young. Willow then remembered that Vampires did not age.
"But I want to-"
"Your Highnesses, you should both leave. Or ask her who she'd prefer." Voiced out the youngest of the ladies, she looked to be Willow's age. She was wearing a blue robe.
They all turned their heads to Willow.
"I-" Willow felt her face flush looking at them fight over who would watch her demise. "I'd prefer to be alone."
The Red and pink robed ladies pursed their lips.
The blue one nodded. "Call for help if you need anything. We will all be outside."
Willow felt Rowan rub his head on her palm. Willow was reminded of Cookie, her late dog.
Willow raised her other hand, and touched Rowan's fangs with her thumb, lightly at first till she pierced her thumb and blood seeped out. Rowan who had been harmlessly rubbing his head on her palm froze his eyes travelling to her hand.
Rowan's eyes darkened as he kept on staring at her thumb. Then he stuck his tongue out licked her thumb. He licked at it again, he moved his head forward and took his thumb in his mouth and sucked on her thumb.
Willow felt her cheeks growing red, but she knew from the immense pain on her thumb that it won't stay red for long.
Willow shut her eyes tightly, her other hand gripped Rowan's hair. But then she heard a crack and then another making her open her eyes wide and felt hands on her waist.
Willow gasped when she saw that Rowan had broken free and the the bedpost had cracked in the middle which broke Rowan free.
Willow might have been hurt watching Rowan handcuffed but now all she felt was dread as Rowan pulled her thumb out and pulled her closer to him. His face moving to her neck.
And slowly his teeth sunk in her skin.
Willow had once read a webcomic in which the male lead was a Vampire. The protagonist of that webtoon had described the feeling of being bitten by the male lead Vampire as 'bliss'. It was all rainbows and roses and unicorns flying.

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