Protection (Lady Dimitrescu x Reader)

It should have been easy.

But when has life ever been?

Friends, family, and allies had all been lost in assassinations. Anyone who even had a clue about the daywalkers were murdered.

Y/n L/n and her son, Michael, move to a remote village in Romania to escape the dangers of past demons. They're both the only living daywalkers the entire world, the last of their species, which is why so many hunters were after them and anyone who got close to them. However, you could only get so far, right?

Hunters attack Y/n in the middle of the night and severely injure her, but in turn, she kills them. Michael runs out of their hotel after sensing that something is wrong and ends up meeting a certain redhead on his way to her.

Questioning sea-green eyes met glowing purple/green ones. "You're like us."

"Yes, little one. And you are the last of your kind, if what I smell holds any weight." The woman seems almost excited.

"My mama's in trouble. Can you help, please?"

"Well of course! I hope you don't have motion sickness."