Snickering at my own stupidity, I went to the blood room to appease the cramps in my stomach to quell the rising pain of loneliness and humiliation.
Chapter Five
Sequestered in my corner, I sipped on my blood bag and tried to relax but my eyes kept scanning the room. Nothing unusual was happening, but the hair on my arms was standing up. Something was off. The air was thick as if a fight was about to start, yet no one was squabbling. Taking a closer look, I noticed that a number of people were sitting on the edge of their benches and glancing around the room. A few people snuck a peak at me and quickly looked away when I caught them.
I set my blood bag down on the table and stood up. “If we’re really going to do this let’s not play games. I have better things to do.”
Three different tables flew into the air and crashed into mine. I ducked under my broken table and ripped free a piece of the metal leg. I slammed the metal shard through Ferko’s foot as he reached under the table to grab me. He fell to the ground next to me and I threw my elbow into his nose, nullifying one of the Mielcarek’s loyalists.
“Someone kill her!” Ferko howled in pain, but I didn’t have time to care about him as two vamps lifted me off my feet by my shirt and blazer.
Gazsi and Xenon threw me across the room and ran to pick me up again as I skidded across the floor.
Throwing out my arms to stop myself, I lifted my legs and slammed the heels of my feet into their kneecaps. They both growled and slumped to the ground. Sitting up, I extended my fangs and tore into Gazsi’s arm while clawing Xenon’s neck.
“Bitch.” Gazsi grabbed his arm to stop the bleeding.
“Hey, you attacked me, asshole.” I kneed him in the face and turned to kick Xenon in the balls.
Xenon thought about getting up, but decided it wasn’t worth his time to keep fighting.
An angry yell behind me drew my attention to Silas, who was charging straight at me. With nowhere to go, I braced myself as his shoulder knocked the air out of me. I felt my body lifted into the air and thrown down on top of a table.
I heard Silas’ laugh long before my eyes focused on his snarling face hovering over me.
“I’m going to enjoy drinking Sabourin blood.” He hissed through his teeth and slowly opened his mouth to release his fangs.
Pinned down by his body, I had nowhere to go. I looked to my left and found Declan passively watching the fight as if none of this concerned him. Glaring at him, I let out a battle cry and punched Silas in the side of the throat. When he gasped, I dug my fangs into his throat and twisted my head to rip away a chunk of his flesh.
He gasped and slid off me until his ass hit the ground.
I sat up on the table to catch my breath until I saw three more vamps ready to jump into the fight.
Standing on the bench, I raised my arms. “Stop kissing the asses of the Mielcareks! They don’t care about you. All they care about is power and control. Each of you is here because you didn’t follow their orders. Your own people are punishing you, yet you still fight for them. Let me clue you into the biggest lie. There is no freedom for us. Even if the coven allows you to return, they will continue to use you without any concern for what you want. The Mielcareks treat you like servants, bending you to their will. Why would you want to return to them? Why don’t you want more for yourself? Join me and you’ll receive your fresh start.”
When no one cheered, I reassessed the general mood of the room. Gulping, I realized quickly that no one was looking at my face, but at my torn shirt and blazer. My black bra and pale stomach were on display for the sex-starved men.
I pulled what was left of my blazer around my chest to cover myself, but a number of guys had taken a step closer, their eyes still on my boobs.
Fighting a few guys was manageable, but I wouldn’t survive if they all joined forces against me.
I calculated how fast I needed to reach the hallway before someone grabbed me and took a deep breath. Leaping to the next table, I kicked the first vamp who grabbed my leg. I dodged two more sets of arms and scrambled to reach the next table.
The braver men who were more interested in fulfilling their sick desires pursued me across the room, pushing vamps and tables out of their way to get to me.
I was still far enough away from
