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Killer shoves past Cooper, dragging a naked man, true to his name, behind her by his hair. He screams and shouts, kicking his legs and trying to fight, but he can’t escape the vampire’s death grip. I should feel bad for him, but all I can do is laugh because his flaccid cock bounces around, looking pathetic as hell like the rest of him.
“Remind me not to jog naked by you,” Cooper murmurs under his breath, watching me watch Naked Steve with a smile on my face. I can’t help it. It’s funnier than I thought it would be, and I know it’s because Sawyer helped change my emotions to prepare for this moment. I would usually be horrified, but I’m not. I’m amused.
“I wouldn’t mind that. You’re not exactly Naked Steve material. I’ve seen you in the shower.” Heat blooms across my cheeks with my words. I know I shouldn’t tease him, but it helps ease the anxiety.
“Careful, my showgirl. Your dudes can hear you. I don’t need that kind of problem. I know my place.” Cooper tightens his jaw and rolls his shoulders, readying himself to carry me into the ring.
“And in the opposing corner, I bring to you a new deathly duo that’ll surely leave blood splatting across your eager faces. Let’s give it up for Savage Saint and Violent Violet!” Lawrence’s voice booms into the microphone, echoing over the music.
Without hesitating, Cooper bends down in front of me, encouraging me to get onto his shoulders. I swallow my nerves and do as he instructs, unsure of what to expect. We haven’t even had much time to train, and the arrival of the Bella Crew changed the plans, not giving us extra time to practice, but I’ve grown used to thinking on my feet. If Naked Steve is my opponent, I think I’m pretty safe. I could probably flash the guy my boobs and stab him. At least, that’s the plan. I haven’t told anybody, but I’ll do whatever it takes, and they know it. The Bella Crew is okay with it.
Cooper runs at vampire speed, and I clench my jaw, stopping my voice from screeching out in surprise. I tighten my thighs around his neck, now distracted because I can’t stop thinking about how he’s probably hyper-aware of how close I am. He might even be able to feel the heat between my legs, especially because his quick movements practically make him vibrate against me.
Damn body.
I’d rather be turned on than terrified though. I tuck the information into the back of my mind to remember to tell Monroe about it later. I bet he’d love knowing that something as simple as being carried on his shoulders could lead to a lot of fun.
A sharp hiss snags my attention away from my thoughts, and the world spins as Cooper tosses me from his shoulders. I land on my feet and throw my arms in the air. The landing comes so automatically to me that my body just does it. Killer rattles the flexible ropes around the ring, trying to intimidate us as she waits for the bell to ring.
As for Naked Steve? He cries in the corner, cupping his junk in his hands, completely mortified.
I blow out a breath in relief because I don’t care. I don’t feel anything toward that guy. No sympathy. No pity. All I feel is the need to end him and put him out of the misery.
I guess I’m a bit psycho, after all. That’s what this vicious world does.
“So, you’re going to be up first, Hayley,” Cooper mutters under his breath. “That guy is not going to want to fight. You’ll be able to get in a few punches before he realizes he doesn’t have a choice. Because of it, one of two things is going to happen. He’s either going to refuse to fight as not to hurt you, or he’s going to turn into a monster. Be prepared. Don’t kill him immediately. If you do, Lawrence will bring out another donor. Remember, first and foremost, this is a performance. Give them a good show.”
I stretch my leg behind me and then pull it up over my head, balancing on the ball of my foot and showing off my flexibility to the crowd. The few guys in the front row scream out my name, catcalling and shouting the disgusting things they want to do to me.
I brush them off, so incredibly used to being treated like this, that I put on my show smile and blow them kisses. “I don’t think you can handle me, gentlemen,” I say, raising my voice.
I can hear Monroe swear under his breath from here. It only takes a minute before something blurs within the hazy light blocking my view of the crowd, and I spot Monroe threatening one of the guys with a fisted hand.
“Remember, anything goes. This is a fight to the death. Only one donor will make it out alive. We’ll see who the better vampire is tonight. Will it be Killer Kassandra of my Blood Princesses, or will it be Savage Saint of my Executioners?” Lawrence waves his hands to each of us and backs toward the side of the ring. “Let the Fright Fights begin!”
A loud gong rings in the air, nearly deafening me. Killer acts first, grabbing Naked Steve by the wrist and spinning him, throwing him in my direction.
The man tumbles across the ring.
He groans and pushes onto his hands and knees, tipping his head up to look at me. Our eyes meet, and I give him a once-over, preparing to fight.
Killer tosses a blade at the man, and it smacks into the mat beside him. He looks from me and to the blade. This is it. This will determine what I’ll have to do.
The guy sucks in his top lip and his face morphs from fear to anger. Jerking his hand out, he grabs for the knife. He’s not going to beg for mercy. Cooper’s speculation about him was right. This man isn’t innocent. I’ve seen the look he gives me in the eyes of many vampires. He might be a donor, but he’s still a monster.
“Hey, pretty girl. You’re going to be mine tonight. Do you know why they put you against me?” The donor sneers with his words pushing to his feet and positioning his stance.
I remain expressionless and stare at him, trailing my gaze from his dirty face down to his limp dick. “Yeah, actually. They know I’m not afraid to cut off the cock of a man who deserves it.”
The man scowls. “Fuck you. They want me to put you in your damn place to be the broken little bitch you are.”
Except I’m not broken. I’m stronger than ever.
I’m no longer a donor.
I’m Violent Violet, and I have no fucks to give assholes. All I have is a taste for blood.
Chapter 12
