Cries for help echoed through the dim warehouse, the desperate voices of frightened children bouncing off the cold, metal walls.
A vampire stepped inside, his eyes glowing faintly as he glared at them.
“Shut up, or I’ll kill every single one of you,” he snarled.
The children fell silent, trembling. They already knew what vampires were capable of, and none of them dared to test him.
“Bonez, what the hell?” Another vampire walked in, pulling on a pair of gloves. “You’re scaring these poor little souls,” he said, though there was no real kindness in his voice. He started counting the children one by one.
“Shut up, Granger,” Bonez muttered.
Granger’s eyes landed on a small girl with a red ribbon in her hair. He pointed at her. “Get that one. The VIP wants a girl this time.” His fangs fla
