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He was supposed to be feeding on her. Until someone caught them. Y/N reacts on instinct—grabbing the vampire by his collar and kissing him, turning his bloodthirsty feeding into something that looks almost romantic. It works. What she doesn’t expect is the way he looks at her afterward. Like he’s never seen her before. Like she’s the first thing he’s wanted in centuries. And when she starts laughing, completely unafraid of the monster standing inches from her, something inside him changes. Because her blood isn’t ordinary. It’s familiar. Dangerously so. And the more he feeds from her, the more memories begin to surface—of another lifetime, another woman, and a love that ended in blood. He remembers her. She doesn’t remember him. But this time, he’s determined to keep her alive. Even if the only way to do it… is to keep her close enough to hear her heartbeat.