He just means to draw her back, yet even in his weakened state, he is too strong for her mortal body, and her head slams against the wall.
He finds himself savoring the galloping of her pulse, and he stares only at the deep red substance oozing from her hand as his fangs drop down with desire.
Then he bites.
CHAPTER 5lorena
As soon as his mouth moves in, I jab my knee into his groin—and to my utter shock, the demon stumbles.
Then I run for my life.
I expect him to catch up at any moment, but my legs somehow keep me moving as I hurtle toward the tunnel that brought me here. My heart is pumping so hard that I’m surprised it hasn’t given out.
When I’m nearly inside the passage, I can’t help looking back to see if he’s close—
And I gasp at the sight of glowing purple eyes.
The monster looks like he’s used up the last dregs of his energy because he’s slid to the floor, his back slumped against the wall. But when I try looking away, I can’t.
His stare seems to be physically locking me in place.
My legs have stopped moving, and I want to scream, but I have no voice.
It feels like I’m no longer in charge of myself. Someone else has taken over my controls.
“Come here.”
A velvety soft and seductive voice invades my mind. I feel a sudden pull on my muscles, and to my horror, my limbs begin to move in the wrong direction.
I try to resist, but it’s as if the demon’s will has found a way to override myown. I don’t want to go to him, but my traitor legs carry me closer, until I’m standing before him.
“Sit down.”
My heart belts out in desperation as I obediently lower myself to the floor. Once level with his face, my breath catches in my throat as I stare at him from up close.
His skin is as smooth as porcelain, brand-new and untouched like the texts of this library. Yet most striking of all are his eyes, which look like they were cut from actual amethyst.
“Expose your throat.”
I try and fail to scream again.
Not being in control of myself is harrowing, and the harder my heart beats, the more animated his gaze grows. Like he’s enjoying my fear.
I force every cell of my being to fight his command, but it’s useless. I gasp as my trembling fingers reach up to unzip my hoodie, baring my neck to him.
The demon traces every inch of my skin as it’s revealed, and my chest feels so tight that I’m not sure I’m breathing. I part my lips to swallow a lungful of air—
Daggers rip my throat.
I cry out in pain, my whole body burning, like my skin has been set ablaze. The monster crushes me to his mouth as he drinks, and I can’t even attempt to fight for my life because my body isn’t mine anymore.
It’shis.
My head pounds with desperation, until it feels like my neurons are being switched off, one by one. I’m going to die here… alone and in secret… murdered by a real-life—
The pressure disappears.
I grow suddenly alert as the demon falls to the ground, convulsing as if my blood has poisoned him. And without waiting to see what happens, I run.
