Brittney’s heart stopped.
The world tilted, a wave of nausea washing over her.
It wasn’t Vincent.
It was Axil.
His grin was wide, nervous, and tinged with a manic energy. A trickle of blood ran from the corner of his mouth. “You really thought that kiss sealed the deal, didn’t you?” he laughed, a short, sharp bark of sound. “God, you’re easier to read than bad code.”
Brittney’s stomach plummeted.
The full weight of everything crashed down on her.
She tried to pull free from her restraints, her voice breaking. “No… no, wait—”
Axil just sneered at them, hands falling limp at his side, “This was a bad idea man,” he goaded, his gaze sweeping over Alucard and the whimpering Brittney.
“Did you really think it would be that easy to kill Vincent?” He said confidently, even as his brain
