Want you to be mine

The doors swung open.

Daylen's heart raced. Not knowing what to expect drained his energy. His fingers shivered, to get a confirmation that Syvan was truly gone from the world was something he wasn't ready for. His mind had processed the possibility of it but that didn't make it easier for him.

It was getting hard to breath at the anticipation of what the truth was. Was Syvan dead or did he miraculously survive the attack of the weeping. Chances of his survival were close to none.

The moon god held his breath. He shot his gaze up and stared at the room to see who it was that opened the door. "I knew I caught your scent," Syvan's voice sounded. Daylen let out the breath he was holding.

His eyes lit up. Daylen's heart picked up a beat. The glimmering sight of the vampire warmed every corner of his body. Driving out the cold that had taken over him. Dispersing all the negative feelimgs coursing through Daylen's body.

Tears of joy flowed down his cheeks. "Sy," he happily called, Day