Emma's eyes became wide as fear triggered down her spine like an icy blade. She looked at the red lips of the man in the hoodie. The pale skin and those red lips were more than enough to reveal that he was a vampire.
Stunned, she clamped her teeth hard to stop them from chattering. She swallowed down her saliva when the man stayed at the door for a while. She knew that she was too vulnerable and she might not get the time to even shout if this vampire tried to attack her and kill her. The vampire's fangs were elongated which meant that he was ready to suck her blood.
The only way to survive was to call Lazarus, but she knew that he had gone to the dungeons with Yul. Her thoughts raced as to how did he know that she was alone and could walk in her bedchamber without the guards knowing about it.
