Vie

***

Oh, great.

I sprint and tackle Alicia to the ground before she makes it to the other wampire. I grit my teeth as her gaze sends poison into me, threatening to paralyze.

“What the heck?” cries Sami.

Go away, I try to growl. All that comes out is a cross between a whimper and a moan. I try to look away but her eyes are never ending and I am slipping from consciousness. The pain feels like a million little needles piercing my skin and setting it aflame.

Why did I save that red-headed brat? God damn, this hurts!

Hopefully, Sami is smart enough to run away.