When Cora arrives home with no recollection of the previous week and two bite marks on her neck, she begins to retrace her steps straight back to notorious vampire Damon Harrison-Altera. He claims to have loved her - but so does his best friend, Nat...
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THE STREETS OF London were alive with people as they crowded the overflowing pavements, and sauntered down alleyways before a heavy night out. I envied their freedom, and tugged at my gums with my teeth as I stared out of the taxi window. The night had claimed the world in a ravenous shadow, and red lights pried at my eyes from all directions. Luminescence wasn't foreign to the city, and it was the only thing that made the shadows shrink away.
"You look nice," Damon commented sourly as he gazed out of the opposite window. I had refused to give him eye contact no matter how much he watched over me like a hawk stalking its prey from above. Eventually he had given up, smirking at the mundane world around him.
I balled my hands into fists around the silver material of my long dress. Fortunately, my previous self had left the garment in Damon's hotel room, although I hadn't questioned why in fear that I would reveal something about my past I didn't want uncovered.
"Don't lie," I hissed, tearing my eyes away from the busy London streets to glare at Damon whose full attention was back on me.
"What?" Damon raised a thick eyebrow. "Silver suits your ginger hair, princess."
I rolled my eyes silently, and crossed my arms over my chest already frustrated by the conversation. The Taxi driver appeared as equally displeased. "You know you basically kidnapped me, right?"
"Hate to break it to you sweetcheeks, but you're not a kid."
"No, I'm not a baby goat."
Damon's mocha eyes narrowed to slits. His ebony tresses were slicked back, and he had taken the liberty to shave the overgrown stubble his tanned skin sported this morning. The blood-stained tank top had been exchanged for a black suit and crisp white shirt. The smart demeanour didn't suit him at all, and I was tempted to mess up his hair just to piss him off.
