PROLOGUE

517 23 0
                                    



KIM TAEHYUNG



What am I supposed to do?

Jimin's currently sitting all pouty and childish on the edge of the bed, blinking his bright gray eyes as I sigh heavily.

And it must be worse for him than it is for me, which is unthinkable.

"Jimin, be mature." I say in a serious tone when he lets out a small hmph. "Who said that we had to be all nice?"

"Their blood is ours to take."

His eyes widen at my words, as if he can't believe that I'd just said that. I can't believe I'd just said that either, but I feel like if I didn't go that far, he'd never sleep again.

"But what if Jungkook had just came into Elle's—"

"Elle and they're not the same." I shrug when he blinks, slowly getting off the bed. "My flower is a vampire hunter's sister. It's obvious she only sees a price tag on a vampire."

"So let's go."

"Because I really, really want to stop this."

I see Jimin breathe in deeply, his tongue grazing his bottom lip as his eyes go bright with excitement. The dark gray wisps of his tracker Gift electrify the air.

Then he tilts his head the slightest angle.

"Keep up with me, Tae." He mutters as a crazed smile tugs the corner of his full lips into a twisted shape.





"Because I don't think I can wait."

Serendipity, SingularityWhere stories live. Discover now