Slump!
Another lifeless bag of bones to the floor.
He used his sleeve to wipe the blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.
“Good, Roman. Very good,” Samael’s slow clap in the back of the gym echoed. He walked past the limp body of one of his experiments. She was born an alpha’s daughter, and he mixed her genetic makeup with a vampire. She was strong, especially for one of the ones to survive the change, but not strong enough. He’d have someone dump the body near her old pack later.
“You’re learning to use these abilities as though you were born with them. I should have turned you sooner.”
Roman growled and walked over to the duffel bag he kept on the side of the gym. He grabbed a bottle he kept in his bag. He may have become accustomed to the taste of blood in hi
