Her Final Dawn

"You tire far too easily. Why is that?" he asks, tilting his head slightly. I remove my arm from his grasp, stepping away. "Enough," I demand, keeping my voice measured-yet he does not heed it. Instead, he follows after me, like an endless shadow, though it remains even during night fall.

"No! Tell me," he says sharply, grasping my arm again. I tug as strongly as I can; it does little, for I am not at my utmost. After a futile effort to break free, my eye meets his.

"Let me go, Cassian," I bite out each word through clenched teeth, but he will not relent. Instead, he tightens his grip. "Tell me, Elara," he presses, laying emphasis on each syllable. "Why? What will you do, bite me?" He leans toward me without warning, his blood-red gaze holding mine.

"Are you offering?" His lips curl in an arrogant smirk.

God, how I bloody loathe him.

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Elara has always been her kingdom's unbreakable shield-fierce, devoted, and willing to die for those she loves. But a deathly illness forces her to face her own mortality, leaving her with one desperate choice to save her realm. That choice means traveling with the last person she wants near her: Cassian.

Brilliant, quiet, and arrogant, the vampire loathes her just as deeply as she loathes him after a brutal incident from their past. As they journey together with a small group, surviving deadly trials while Elara's time runs out, they discover how dangerously compatible they are.

As walls crumble and feelings ignite, Elara faces one terrifying truth:

She might not survive the journey... and the vampire she hates most could be the one whose fangs reach straight into her heart.