He slaps me. I feel it resonate in my jaw, and for a second, I'm worried the bastard actually dislocated it. The fucker... I move it a bit, but it's fine, just f*****g painful. I glare, and he sighs theatrically.
"You really are a pain," he sighs. "I wish I had to deal with any of the others rather than you, really. Richard tends to spoil the younger ones, but you're just an unruly brat."
"Thanks. You're so welcome," I groan.
At this stage, anything I can do to piss this asshole off, I will. Seriously though, I'm starting to understand this whole thing a lot better. John's in it to reveal the vampires to the world, that's his goal. To force us out of the shadows; no wonder he managed to find so many rogues ready to rally with him. All those vampires are probably dying to not live in hi
