I forced myself to take a deep breath. If I was going to get out of here I needed all of my energy. I fervently hoped my pack would find me.
The vampire's nostrils flared. "I can smell your blood, dog. Good thing it smells disgusting and repulsive. Otherwise I'd make you into breakfast."
I snorted before I could help myself, knowing it was obviously a bluff. Their boss, Antonio, needed me for something so I doubt he'd let Marco 'make me into breakfast'.
My reaction seemed to infuriate him, for in a second Marco was in my face. His hand reached out and grabbed my neck. He began to squeeze, his grip crushing. I could feel bruises forming on my throat as he gripped harder, his face contorted into a snarl. I struggled despite myself, attempting to get air into my lungs.
"Release her!" The
