This time, my hatred was so intense I managed to break free from some of the skeletons and rise from the ground. But as soon as I tried to stand, twice as many dragged me down again.
"Vampires are impulsive, possessive, abominations of nature. It was only a matter of time before he drained you to death. After all, witch blood is the most exquisite feast for them. I couldn’t risk losing the last living Dyer."
I closed my eyes, wanting to vomit at her words. At the feel of those rotten bones holding me down. Everything in me hurt. My arms, my legs, my head.
"You’re making a grave mistake!" I shouted, trying to buy time, to think of a way out. "If I’m the last living Dyer, how will you keep feeding once I’m gone?"
Evangeline crouched until our faces were inches apart.
For a moment, she s
