“What if I told you I don’t want to be part of your stupid plan?”
The vampire tenses, his once smug expression waning. “Well, you don’t have much of a choice, child. Whether you want to or not, you’re going to be turned and become one of the master’s most powerful soldiers.”
“No.” It’s a short, simple answer.
“No?” he snorts, then emits a prolonged sigh. “Not that what you want matters. The master has chosen you.”
I fix him with a hostile gaze, inching closer to the rock. The chances of getting away diminish with each step. He’s moving with me, poised to grab hold of me if I attempt to flee.
I’m pretty convinced my plan will fail, but I sure as heck won’t go down without a fight.
“Dear, hopeless girl,” he croons in a low, raspy tone. “Are you thinking that you can outrun me?”
“No,”
