The Tattooed Vampire

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Seventeen

"Damian..." I whisper, stepping back so I was standing in front of Callum, protectively. He snapped his neck. He temporally killed him! Callum told me that the snapping of a neck couldn't kill a vampire. Only a wooden stake can do that. 

My brother steps towards me with his head cocked to the side slightly. Then he puts his finger to his lips and smiles softly. "If you scream for help," He cut off and darted across the room. I spun around to see he was holding a limp Callum in his arms. I glance behind me for a second. How in the world did he get past me to him? Damian put the tip of a wooden stake to Callum's chest. "I will kill him." He says threatenly. I snarl, baring my fangs. 

"Since when were you a vampire?!" I ask in complete shock. He leans back against a window, still holding Callum to him. He was using him as a shield. Callum is the only reason I am not trying to rip his head off. 

"Since Mr. Diggory realized you were Callum's mate." He says with a shrug. "Father is one also, but he couldn't make the family reunion." I roll my eyes.

"Pity." I grumble. Damian smiles and then lets out a breath, looking around the room. His foot starts thumping on the floor and I grow annoyed with the silence. "Why are you here?" I finally ask. He instantly perks up as he pushes off the wall and drags Callum with him. 

"Great question! Well, you see, Callum here isn't who you think he is." I arch an eyebrow and cross my arms, extremely interested in what Damian is going to say... Not really. "Callum isn't just a vampire, but you knew that. He is a Superior. He has a clan of hundreds of vampires. A clan that kills other vampires." He tells me. I feel my eyes flicker over to Callum who is still knocked out, but I could see his bone slowly growing back into it's proper place. 

"So what?" I ask. Damian raises his eyebrows. 

"So... Your mate is a killer, Basia. He kills innocent vampires! He is a human-thirsty vampire and kills the one's that chose to be vegetarian. He doesn't think that a vampire should live if all it drinks is animal blood." He tells me. I scoff and roll my eyes. This was such bullcrap. Callum would never do anything like that. He doesn't kill innocent people! "No? Well how come he hasn't told you about his clan?" He asks me.

"Damian, Callum doesn't have a clan of hundreds of vampires. There is nothing you can say that will make me believe you. Callum would have told me." I tell him. Damian groans and drops Callum to the ground. Then he grabs my wrist and shoves me to the window where I look out to see  about fifty people walking with confidence. They are heading towards the house and as they get closer, more people come from the tree line. "What the hell?"

"I kind of, sort of told them we had an important meeting." He says in a mock guilty voice as he hold up Callum's cell phone. I glare at him and move to snatch it but he's just as quick. But when he moves out of the way, he allows me to aid Callum. I quickly give him my blood which instantly revives him. Callum's eyes glare harshly at Damian who looks scared. 

"Thanks for gathering my men. Now I can have them kill you." Callum roars, charging to him. He knocks my brother to the ground and goes to kill him but I scream at him to stop. Callum looks at me with confused filled eyes and that allows Damian to shove him off and dive out the window. I rush over to see him take off into the forest and I sigh. I regret letting him go. I desperately wanted him to pay for the torture he gave me, but that would also mean that what Damian said was right. Does Callum kill the innocent vampires?

"Are you okay?" Callum asks, remaining a few feet away from me. I turn to stare at him, frowning. He was hesitant to approach me. It was evident that my harsh words are a piercing blade in his heart.