Chapter Twenty
The vampire ran his tongue along the sharp tip of his left fang, coloring its point with his own blood.
Nola watched in horror as the vampire’s blood dripped down his chin, making him look more animal than human.
“Leave her alone.” Kieran launched himself onto the man’s neck, sending him face first into the dirt. He grabbed the man’s head, slamming it into the ground again and again until the man’s screams of rage stopped.
Kieran let go of the man, standing up and jumping over the blood pooling on the dirt floor.
He reached down to Nola. Red coated his palms.
Nola tried to reach for him, but she couldn’t make her arms move. The crimson pool seeped toward her.
“Nola,” Kieran whispered. “He was going to kill you.”
The man’s b****y fangs flashed through Nola’s mind as t
