Charlotte
“Goodbye, Charlotte.” Viktor said, pushing the stake further inside me. I screamed with the pure torture he put me on.
The stake ripped open my flesh, wounded and went deep inside. Black dots appeared in my vision as I closed my eyes, inviting death. It had been almost a day since I was turned into a vampire. Marcus put all his strength in turning me and Viktor was going to kill me in a second. Faint sound of raised voices went through my ears and suddenly, the pain stopped.
I opened my eyes and found that Marcus had ripped Viktor away from me, he hung him by his neck, against the large white wall.
Viktor laughed in pain, “Do you think she’ll live?”
“I don’t about her but you won’t, surely,” Marcus said, growling with anger.
My eyes narrowed down towards the stake arou
