DRACOMIR

I could hear a voice roaring from deep inside my head.

My chest ached like it was being torn in two.

But a tension was pulling at my neck, dragging me toward my adoptive father and his daughter… my family… the ones I had sworn to protect.

As I knelt beside Celia, giving her my blood, I asked myself—what was that important thing I had left behind?

A female silhouette flickered in my mind, a scent I adored, something that felt like home.

I wanted to fight it, but it hurt so much… I was l