Sylvia's POV:

I examined every inch of Hobson's body. His legs, arms, and fingers looked as dry as a withered leaf. He didn't look this frail and weak when I saw him the day before yesterday. No wonder he didn't attend the dinner last night.

Hobson's body was chapped and dry like a dehydrated log of wood.

Such a sign was abnormal for both werewolves and vampires.

I thought his health was deteriorating.

I circled the coffin twice, gently knocking on its walls. The loud thud resounded across the silent room.

However, Hobson didn't wake up.

I discovered that no matter how powerful a vampire was, they would sleep like a log during the day.

As I examined Hobson, I found something like a cross hanging on his neck. The shape of the cross looked strange. It had a wavy pattern that looked like saw teeth. 'Is it a key?'

then it must be the key to the front gate because Hobson was wearing it even

I cautiously

took a sprint in my chest when I saw

for him not

me when I touched the key. I gripped

withered hands grabbed my

heart leaped

then did I find that Hobson had opened his eyes and was staring at

withdrew my hand. However, Hobson

hands would be strong enough to

stared at me hungrily as if he had

my

said, trying

However, Hobson interrupted me.

you?" Hobson's eyes turned red, which was a sign of a vampire's thirst. Hobson grew excited the same way the five young vampires had gone berserk last night at the smell of my blood. My heart tightened. I quickly touched my face with another hand. The

my wrist tightened as if he were going to

back and withdrew my hand,

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