Unless…
Unless that wasn’t really him.
That would explain why the mental barrier between us still existed. Maybe someone had created a Cam look-alike?Is that even possible?
I blinked for the thousandth time.
A fake Cam would make more sense than the real Cam killing me.
About as much sense as this all being a dream.
But then where am I?
This bed wasn’t mine. There was only one sheet and a flimsy pillow beneath my head. No light. Just pure, cold darkness.
And that musky, old scent.My nose twitched.That certainly smells real.
I drew my fingers along the mattress, noting the thinness of the flat sheet.Is there only one sheet on this bed?I frowned, reaching the end of the mattress and hitting air.It’s small. Maybe a double bed.No nightstand on this side.I rotated slowly and started searching the opposite way.None on this side either.
I reached above me, uncertain of whether I was in a small cage-like box or a proper room, but my fingers merely danced in the air.
Which meant it was safe to sit?—
Blinding light had me yelping and curling right back into a protective ball as my eyes stung from the blunt intrusion. “Fuck,” I breathed, my throat still raw fromdying and coming back to life.
Ugh!
I wanted to scream, but a shuffling noise—the door opening—had me freezing in the bed.
“Fuck,” a male voice repeated.
A male voice that sounds exactly like Cam’s.
“Yes, that’s precisely what I want to do,” he said, the sound of a belt being unbuckled punctuating his statement. “And then I’m going to feed.”
CHAPTER THREE
IZZY
Definitely sounds like Cam,I thought.But it’s not him. It can’t be him.
Cam would never speak to me this way.
However, that didn’t stop my heart from reacting to his voice.
And now his face,I whispered to myself as my vision began to clear.This man certainly looks just like him. Except crueler. Harder. Angrier.
I swallowed, my gaze roaming over the man I hadn’t seen in over a hundred years.Same muscular physique. He’s even wearing all black—Cam’s favorite color.
His belt slid through the loops to land on the floor with an anticlimactic thud.
“Get up on your knees. I want to take you from behind first,” he demanded, making my eyebrows lift.
Excuse me?
I’d been so dazed from the light and then the presence of this male who resembled Cam that his words hadn’t really registered in my cloudy mind.He intends to fuck me, then feed from me.
My thighs instantly closed.No.
