KIERAN BLACKWOOD
The night is dense and cold as I drive to the place where Joseph is imprisoned.
The deserted roads give me time to think. Joseph, that miserable creature, deserves every second of the torment he’s enduring.
Vampires feed on blood, on life, and he has none of that here. With each passing day, he withers a little more, and it gives me dark pleasure. He tried to take everything from me. Scarlett. My future. My peace. And now, he pays for it.
I arrive at the hidden location, an abandoned building in the middle of the forest, with thick walls and no windows.
I step out of the car, feeling the night’s chill cutting through my skin, but my mind is ablaze with anticipation. Joseph is waiting for me.
I push the heavy door open, the creak echoing in the absolute silence. The
