on my fingernail while waiting, trying not to check the time every five seconds—the last being 6:38 PM. Just like Katie to plan the time to meet and be late. Unable to wait any longer, I started to text her when another came through.
- My car battery is dead. Can we meet another time?
What?
My anger erupted. She probably just figured out her car wasn’t working and didn’t even have the audacity to let me know she was already running late.
The thought to punch back a retort took a back seat as the overwhelming urge that Nicholas needed my help flooded my body. I rushed down the sidewalk to my car instead. But when my car was in sight, I heard someone call my name.
Automatically, I turned to find the source. A weathered-looking buff guy covered in tattoos ran at full speed towards me. I bolted, but he was too close. His hands clamped around my arms and mouth. My phone toppled out of my hand to the ground; the plastic shattered.
My muffled scream rang through the street, but no one noticed as he drug me to a nearby van.
Chapter Eleven
A mixture of feelings e xpelled from the people inside the van : happiness, excitement, greed, fear. But the unique one, the one I feared most, was the one with the bloodlust . It had the same intensity like Phil’s after he’d become a vampire: completely insatiable.
The van door slammed behind me as the ruffian dropped me to my knees onto the floorboard, and bound my hands behind my back.
“Nice work boys,” a female voice said. One I recognized.
I turned around and squinted so my eyes would adjust to the dark interior faster. Sitting in the seats in the back were two husky guys with Katie between them.
“Katie?” Her name slipped out of my lips in a gasp as I crawled back into a sitting position. I quickly assessed who the vampire was. Only Katie had the dark eyes, the flawless pale skin, and the radiating youth.
“Hello, Julia,” she said, mawkishly sweet. “Sorry, but food no longer appeals to me.” She turned and placed her hand on the shoulder of the guy to her right. “Actually, I’m craving something different. Tony?”
Willingly he held out his wrist. Several red crescent shaped wounds lined the inside of his forearm.
“Slice or bite?” she asked seductively.
“Bite,” he purred, his eyes lighting up.
She grinned and brought his wrist to her mouth. I mashed my eyes shut, but felt his discomfort from her teeth piercing his flesh anyway. What followed, I hadn’t anticipated.
Her pleasure exploded like fireworks , starting from her stomach, radiating out through her extremities, launching her and me into fluffy comforting warmth, free of any worries. I gasped as Katie let out a groan. Tony enjoyed the same euphoric heaven as his eyes rolled back into his head.
She pulled back and licked the blood off her lips, her thirst not entirely satisfied.
“Better than a hit,” she said with a grin. “Well, you wouldn’t know about that.” She eyed me like I was some innocent child.
Wide-eyed, I tried to catch my breath, wanting her to bite him again so I could experience the feeling, instantly addicted. My cheeks burned as I tried to look disgusted.
“You’ve done drugs before?”
“I drink a guy’s blood in front of you and you ask if I’ve done drugs? Honestly.” Katie laughed, throwing her head back. “I didn’t think it was true when she told me you already knew.”
I glared at her, feeling stupid for not acting more shocked. Out of the corner of my eye I watched Tony for the signs—at any moment he should start to burn from the venom in her bite, his body fighting from undergoing the change .
But Tony just covered up his wound with a bandage from his pocket and left the wrapper on the floor.
“Isn’t he going to . . . ?” I stopped, realizing I revealed more than I wanted.
Katie snickered. “He wishes,” she said, giving him a knowing look. “No, he won’t from me. I’m a hybrid.”
“A hybrid?”
“A non-venom producing
- My car battery is dead. Can we meet another time?
What?
My anger erupted. She probably just figured out her car wasn’t working and didn’t even have the audacity to let me know she was already running late.
The thought to punch back a retort took a back seat as the overwhelming urge that Nicholas needed my help flooded my body. I rushed down the sidewalk to my car instead. But when my car was in sight, I heard someone call my name.
Automatically, I turned to find the source. A weathered-looking buff guy covered in tattoos ran at full speed towards me. I bolted, but he was too close. His hands clamped around my arms and mouth. My phone toppled out of my hand to the ground; the plastic shattered.
My muffled scream rang through the street, but no one noticed as he drug me to a nearby van.
Chapter Eleven
A mixture of feelings e xpelled from the people inside the van : happiness, excitement, greed, fear. But the unique one, the one I feared most, was the one with the bloodlust . It had the same intensity like Phil’s after he’d become a vampire: completely insatiable.
The van door slammed behind me as the ruffian dropped me to my knees onto the floorboard, and bound my hands behind my back.
“Nice work boys,” a female voice said. One I recognized.
I turned around and squinted so my eyes would adjust to the dark interior faster. Sitting in the seats in the back were two husky guys with Katie between them.
“Katie?” Her name slipped out of my lips in a gasp as I crawled back into a sitting position. I quickly assessed who the vampire was. Only Katie had the dark eyes, the flawless pale skin, and the radiating youth.
“Hello, Julia,” she said, mawkishly sweet. “Sorry, but food no longer appeals to me.” She turned and placed her hand on the shoulder of the guy to her right. “Actually, I’m craving something different. Tony?”
Willingly he held out his wrist. Several red crescent shaped wounds lined the inside of his forearm.
“Slice or bite?” she asked seductively.
“Bite,” he purred, his eyes lighting up.
She grinned and brought his wrist to her mouth. I mashed my eyes shut, but felt his discomfort from her teeth piercing his flesh anyway. What followed, I hadn’t anticipated.
Her pleasure exploded like fireworks , starting from her stomach, radiating out through her extremities, launching her and me into fluffy comforting warmth, free of any worries. I gasped as Katie let out a groan. Tony enjoyed the same euphoric heaven as his eyes rolled back into his head.
She pulled back and licked the blood off her lips, her thirst not entirely satisfied.
“Better than a hit,” she said with a grin. “Well, you wouldn’t know about that.” She eyed me like I was some innocent child.
Wide-eyed, I tried to catch my breath, wanting her to bite him again so I could experience the feeling, instantly addicted. My cheeks burned as I tried to look disgusted.
“You’ve done drugs before?”
“I drink a guy’s blood in front of you and you ask if I’ve done drugs? Honestly.” Katie laughed, throwing her head back. “I didn’t think it was true when she told me you already knew.”
I glared at her, feeling stupid for not acting more shocked. Out of the corner of my eye I watched Tony for the signs—at any moment he should start to burn from the venom in her bite, his body fighting from undergoing the change .
But Tony just covered up his wound with a bandage from his pocket and left the wrapper on the floor.
“Isn’t he going to . . . ?” I stopped, realizing I revealed more than I wanted.
Katie snickered. “He wishes,” she said, giving him a knowing look. “No, he won’t from me. I’m a hybrid.”
“A hybrid?”
“A non-venom producing
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