“What the hell!” he shouts.
I look at her. “Are you okay?”
Her eyes are wide, but she doesn’t seem rattled, only surprised. Maybe she’s already under the influence of the drug he put in her drink.
“Yeah,” she answers, then looks over my shoulder. “Watch out!” She pulls me to the side, and I miss getting hit by a piece of broken furniture that the asshole found.
He ends up hitting the wall, and his weapon breaks into pieces. Then he swings his fist at my face, but I grab his hand and squeeze, breaking his bones before I shove him back. He trips over his feet and falls on his ass.
Cradling his hand against his chest, he yells, “You broke my hand!”
“I’ll do more than that if you don’t get out of my sight.”
My gums ache as my fangs become longer. My eyes are probably glowing red, and I wonder if Isadora’s potion is still working.
The asshole scrambles back to his feet and takes off down the alley. It takes a Herculean effort to not run after him and make him pay. But if I give in, I might not be able to control myself. If I kill a human, even if he’s scum, I’ll never forgive myself.
“Why did you come after me?” the mystery girl asks.
Keeping my gaze down in case the potion is no longer working and my eyes are crimson, I turn around. “He put something in your drink.”
She walks over, making me tense. I look away. “You should go back inside.”
“I will in a moment, but you interrupted something, and I’m afraid I’m still hungry.”
“What?”
I begin to turn, but she shoves me against the wall with extreme force and bites my neck. The moment her fangs pierce my skin, a rush of pleasure runs through my body, and I forget for a second that I didn’t know she was a vampire until now and she’s feeding on me. My eyes roll back into their sockets, and a groan escapes my lips.
She jerks away from my neck, then steps back. “You’re not human.”
The euphoria leaves my system, and clarity returns. I press my hand against my neck, which is bloodied thanks to her bite. “You’re not human either.”
“Fuckity fuck. We need to go, Sophie,” something says from inside her purse.
The back exit door opens, and Annabelle steps outside. “Vaughn, are you here?”
Shit. I so don’t need to get busted by my sister right now. I turn around, giving my back to the vampire who just attacked me. It’s not smart, but I don’t want Annabelle to see her.
“Hey,” I say.
“What are you doing here alone?” She walks over.
Alone?
I look over my shoulder and confirm the mystery vampire girl has vanished.
“What the hell, Vaughn. You’re bleeding.”
Fuck my life. I forgot about the vampire bite on my neck.
“It’s nothing.” I cover the wound hastily.
“Bullshit. That looks like a vampire bite. You’ve been attacked.”
I step away when she tries to move my hand off my neck. “It’s nothing. Let it go,” I grit out.
Annabelle gasps, jerking back. “Oh my God. What’s wrong with your eyes?”
