Isabella ran to the door the moment Lucas left the room and shut it close, trying to open it, but to no avail. Her heart thumped wildly as she searched the gold cupboards for anything she could use. She pulled open drawers and compartments desperately.
She found daggers forged from black vampire steel, a ceremonial bone-handled blade, and a short spear, but even with those, she couldn’t succeed.
She let out a cry as she pulled at the door, nearly falling when her feet tumbled beneath her. Her palms became sore from the effort.
Isabella finally slumped to the ground before the door, her hands resting on the cold floor.
She didn’t know what she was expecting.
She didn’t know what was coming.
But deep within her, Isabella wanted to leave the vampire walls.
She had already pictured it i
