FREYA’S POV
I walked downstairs into a chamber in my basement where I locked Eric up, I’m sure everyone thought he had died with the rest of the vampires but I planned on using him as a bargain with Maugrim. And maybe torturing him a little on behalf of the witches him and his blood sucking bastards killed in my coven
“How…how classic of you to…ke..keep me here just to tortu..torture me” He struggled to make a complete sentence as his strength has completely diminished and he had turned pale
I smirked as I looked at him through the bars on the door, he was worn out and on the floor unable to move. The more he starves and with that vervain in his blood, the more he dies slowly and painfully.
“What can I say? Guess I love a little pain ” I smirked, “and besides this should get some react
