"Are you aware of the fact that you are the fourth surrogate he chose for me?" He whispered against my ear while his arm wrapped around my waist slamming my body against his. What? fourth? With a shiver, I looked up at him. He smirked looking at my pale face. "Wh- what happened... to them?" My lips quivered. "I ripped their throats and drank their blood! Delicious!" No... No... I don't want to die. I came here to give birth to his baby, not to die!