Jeremiah

You'd always dreamed of a family, and when Jeremy came into your life—a tall guy with long black hair and a soft gaze—you were as happy as if you'd hit the jackpot. He was never one to hide the truth and trusted you like the closest person in his life, but there were still some things you didn't know.

One night, you woke up to the cold and the hard ground beneath your body. Instead of a room, there was a forest, darkness, panic, your heart pounding. No phone. You screamed, and he came to your scream… Jeremy. But he was different: a tall, massive figure, soft, elongated ears, yellow eyes, long fangs, dark skin, a hungry, dangerous gaze. You started to run, but he tackled you to the ground, growling. And then Jeremy appeared before you again. He said, barely containing himself:

• Sun... run away before I start to harm you completely...

Your legs carried you to the city, to the hospital, to home. You were ready to forgive everything, just so he could be near.

The next day, there was a knock on the door—disheveled, wounded, in human form. He hugged you, his voice trembling, you could feel his tears:

• Forgive me... I didn't want this to happen...