Passion for Blood

Chapter 4

I try to break free of his grip, and a smirk curls his lips as he watches me try and fail to escape. "Do not stop, it's quite funny to see you trying to escape," he says in a low voice. I take my leg and try to kick him to loosen his grip, but he uses his hand that was on my waist to wrap my legs around his waist and hold the rest of me with himself. My breathing is heavy from the closeness, I can feel his breath wafting around my face. I am uncomfortable in this position and it frustrates me that I can not do anything. " What's wrong princess, are you stuck? "'' He muses, causing my body to tremble. " What am I to do with you now that you have seen me, I do not want you crying to the council," he says chuckling.

How the hell does he know about the council, we can not tell a single soul outside of the group. The fact that one of them knows is disturbing. " What's your name peach?" he asks. I turn my head away and ignore him. He seems irritated because in a quick moment he lets go of my hands and grabs me by the neck, cutting off my oxygen. I try to free myself from his fingers, but his grip only tightens. " I am not going to ask you again, what's your name? " He asks through clenched teeth.

I muster as much confidence as I can in my trembling body and say, "Fuck you!" A chuckle escapes his lips, and he looks down and removes his mask with his free hand. Looking back up I stare into nothingness, no emotions, his once brown eyes have turned into the demonic eyes the hunters told me about and my eyes grow wide.

This is it, I will die just like my parents at the hands of one of them. " Oh, what a waste for such a beautiful woman, the things I would do to you," he says, smiling like a madman. Hearing a gasp from the side, we both jerk our heads to the side to see a shocked woman covering her mouth. I hear a sigh escape him and I turn back to him. When he looks at me, he drops me to the ground and I gasp for air. When I look up, I see him approaching her, to which she screams in terror and tries to run away. He grabs her by the arm and forces her to turn towards him. I see tears escape from under her mask. I turn my head away as I hear her flesh being torn apart and a cry coming from her.

Looking up again, he turns around leaving the body to fall limp. Blood drips from the corners of his mouth, making a liquid rise in my throat. I swallow the horrible substance and quickly straighten up. "Stop it," I plead, I can not take it anymore. Where are my brothers when you need them? " Oh no! It seems her newfound confidence is gone," he gasps dramatically. " What do you want? " I ask. " There are many things I want, beautiful, but right now I want to taste the blood running through every inch of your body," he says, raking his eyes up and down my body. As he slowly walks towards me, I instinctively back away, only to be hit by the wall again. I stare at him and see his canines protrude.

"Please do not, " I plead, warm tears streaming down my face. He takes both my hands and wipes away my tears. I yank my head from his grasp and my face contorts into disgust. " There," he says with a smile as if he's fixed something broken. With one swift movement, his teeth bore into my skin. A burning sensation spreads through my body, making me cry out. The pain is unbearable. It feels like I have been stabbed with thousands of needles in the same spot, each one forcibly pushed into my skin. I feel my heart slowly begin to fail as my blood has taken a new path.

As he withdraws his teeth, a whimper escapes my lips, I feel dizzy, and soon the darkness I gladly welcome overtakes me. Feeling drained, I fall to the floor. The last thing I hear is bells in the distance.

A/N 

Apologies for the short chapter, promise there will be long ones.