The Vampire Lord's Escaped Bride

"In the final year of my bond with vampire lord Saul, the curse of our pact struck, and I was overwhelmed by agony, but my lord was nowhere to be found.He had gone out. He left me to suffer. Alone.When the door finally creaked open the next morning, I looked up through bloodshot eyes—hope flickering like a dying candle.But he wasn't alone.He carried an unconscious woman in his arms, her head resting against his chest like she belonged there.Ignoring me as I curled up on the floor in pain, he first carried the woman to his room and called the old butler anxiously."Jacinda's passed out. Hurry! Check if she's all right!"The old butler cautiously pleaded on my behalf, hoping our lord could save me first, but Saul frowned and interrupted:"Jacinda is in danger, and I have no mind to drink her blood now. She just needs to pull through herself. Believe me, she won't die. Right now, the priority is to save Jacinda."A frown and a glance in my direction was his only response to the old butler's desperate plea.With my only hope shattered, I clenched my teeth and slashed several long wounds on my arms and hands to drain blood for self-rescue.After a long period of weak convulsions, the curse of the pact finally ended.I lay in a pool of blood, sending a message with my last faint consciousness."I promise I will leave him.""