Two minutes later, I was standing in the same spot, clutching my bleeding thumb against my chest and staining the dress that Creed had given to me. I did not care for that at the moment. I grit my teeth behind my lips to stop myself from whincing whenever my thumb ached, which was every few seconds. The two men in red masks were not vampires, and the human man had bitten too hard into my thumb. I was glad that the angel only needed to lick away at my thumb instead of biting it, but what they had done was still unforgivable.
The three of them returning to their seating position in great shock. No one said a word for about a minute and soon the rest of the people started to whisper to themselves. I heard them from behind me and I turned my head to look at them. They were all confused and fa
