Bitten Beauty (The Deadly Beauties Live On 3)

Nothing on me wants to move, and Slade walks over to squat next to my head, looking into my eyes as I remain mute, other than the sounds of choking escaping me.

“This is for my father,” he says while touching my hand. He smears something on my head with his index finger, and he dips his finger in my blood again. “This is for my mother.” He writes something else on my forehead, then once again dips his finger in my blood. “This is for everything I lost.”

He writes something on both of my cheeks, and then he stands while wiping my blood off his hand and onto his jeans like it’s nothing more than dirt.

“Be glad this is the worst I did. At least you get to die in peace instead of hearing the cries of others for centuries.”

He disappears from the room, and I flip over onto my belly, trying to crawl, but it takes more energy and strength than I have.

Zee…

Chapter 21

ZEE

Blood pools under Sylvia. Dead. Gone. Murdered.

I expected to have some mixed feelings, but there’s nothing more than peace. I feel like I can breathe for the first time since that bitch destroyed my life.

Silan walks out, laughing as he claps me on the shoulder. He killed her. He destroyed the fucking bitch. I envy him, because I wish it had been me.

“Where are we going?” I ask as we top the stairs.

“Everywhere. Anywhere. Sylvia can no longer haunt us. We can start our own coven now, Zee. You and me.”

Our own coven… The thought makes me snort. I was a high school quarterback. A college legend. And now I’m in a night stalker coven. Unbelievable.

“This will be so epic,” Silan goes on.

I jog at his side until we reach the car he drove, and a girl steps out. Her dreamy gaze, and perma-grin has my own smile faltering as she looks over at Silan like she’s awaiting orders.

“Get in the back. Zee will be riding up front,” Silan commands.

The girl smiles at me before ducking into the back seat like she can’t obey fast enough. My eyes move over to Silan as the last of my smile slips, and he winks at me.

“Ready?”

My eyes move back and forth between him and the girl, and I take a step back.

“You sired her?” I ask in disbelief.

He shrugs. “Of course. Look at her. She’s perfect for our world. Once the new wears off and she gets that dreamy look out of her dazed self, she’ll be great.”

I… I thought he and I were alike. When he managed to escape, he acted like me. He wanted what I wanted.

To be out.

To be free.

“Zee, get in the car!” he prompts, looking over his shoulder. “Sylvia’s other toys will be coming after us if we don’t hurry.

I step away from the car, and he slams his hand on the hood. “Damn it, Zee. Don’t act like that. She a

greed to it.”

I don’t trust him. I don’t believe him.

There’s no way in hell I would ever turn someone, even if they were begging for it. I’d never push this curse on someone else. I’d never rob someone from their family the way I was stolen from mine.