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I was allowed to.
Because now, I was a monster.
He was right, and that just made me dislike him more. I’d been raised in a world where good people were good people and bad people were vampires. Now that I was one of them, I didn’t know what that made me, but it didn’t feel good.
“I didn’t ask for this,” I whispered.
“You wandered into the Grove, and you came to fight me,” he pointed out. “I could have killed you.”
“You did kill me,” I whispered.
“And then I brought you back to life,” he said. “Most people would thank me for that.”
“Fuck you, Liam,” I said. “I didn’t ask for this.”
He looked at me carefully, watching me. Was he disappointed that his “little human” wasn’t what he wanted? I hadn’t missed the way he’d looked at me. He wanted me. There was desire there, lurking beneath his eyes. I saw it perfectly well, and I knew what it meant. He wanted me more than he would possibly admit.
Tough.
I didn’t want him.
I didn’t care that he was handsome or that he had obviously saved me from the wrath of the more wild vampires who filled this place. It didn’t bother me that he was obviously the one in charge. He had stolen something very precious from me, and I wanted it back.
“I want to be human again,” I whispered.
Something inside of me broke, and I started to cry. I sat down on the floor and crossed my legs like a little girl, and I started to sob in front of the vampire.
And I hated myself for it.
6.
Liam
CHANGING HER INTO MY queen hadn’t changed her into a willing victim. That was unfortunate, but not unexpected. It often took new vampires a few days or even a few years to adapt to their new lives. Most new vampires were killed right away. If they didn’t die during the process of turning, they died from idiotic decisions they made shortly after their transition, namely regarding food.
The hunger a vampire felt was very different from the hunger that a normal human experienced, and it was something that Kimberly would need to learn to get used to. We all had to get used to it. That was part of the process. Once she had it under control, she’d be able to feed, but more than that, she’d be able to enjoy using her new strength. No, she wouldn’t have magic powers – I was one of the few vampires who could read minds, and that was only because I was so fucking old – but she would have the ability to run faster. She would be stronger. She would be able to see almost perfectly at night.
There were many advantages to be a vamp, and she was about to discover all of them.
We just had to get her through the first few days.
“Get up,” I told her. “And stop your crying.”
“I don’t want to stop crying.”
“Crying isn’t an option,” I said. I reached for her and pulled her to her feet, and then I wrapped my arms around her. “This isn’t going to be easy.”
“No shit,” she snapped, and I growled. I grabbed her hair and pulled it back so she was looking right at me. My fangs were extended. I wasn’t mad, but I needed to show her that I was serious.
“You can’t talk to me like that,” I said.
“Fuck you,” she whispered.
“Trust me, darling: I want you to.”
Kimberly looked at me, and I reached for her cheek and touched her softly.
“We have a lot to talk about.”
