It wasn't a party, more like some kind of formal gathering for rich people—or in this case, rich vampires. I felt shivers run down my spine the moment I stepped into the room. In place of champagne and food, there was blood; the smell of it was disturbing.
I also saw some humans, all of them kneeling in front of their masters—that was what Deric had called them. Humans who had no memories of their life before the vampires now believed their sole purpose was to serve these bloodsuckers. I felt angry. The humans didn’t deserve this. It was unfair.
“Try not to look at anyone directly,” Deric told me, his hand on my lower back, leading me across the room.
When we got to a table, he took a seat, and I sank to my knees at his feet—just like all the other humans were doing. If I didn’t, it wou
