Chapter 87

• Dracula's POV
• It was like I was under a spell. Everything happened so fast that I found it hard to believe it was real and not an illusion. My face squeezed into a deep frown as I plopped heavily on the bed feeling tired, yet I don't know what sapped my strength. I have no idea what was wrong with me.
• "What did we just do now? What were those cute romantic words we spilled in front of her door. How the fuck did we leave our room in the middle of the night to confess feelings to a girl we should disdain and even kill?" My wolf exclaimed as he lay low inside me, howling.