“It’s an outdated trick to pretend injured or dead to hunt. Level up your game, sired one! Humans are more smarter than this.”
This made that vampire opened his milky white eyes, barely moving.
“My sire! He is angry! This is my punishment. I, I can’t …”
His dried up veins and darkened complexion was obvious enough to depict the extent of brutality.
“What type of stupid punishment his Sire chose for him?”
That vampire was in the middle of life and death as his Master sucked out his venom from his body. He couldn’t die as his soul was still bound to his Sire and can’t live as pure blood’s venom was out of his system.
Charlotte shuddered at the cruelty of his Master, who deliberately put him in this misery. She pinched her finger and poured a few drops, merely as an instinct but this li
