Olivia’s POV
“There will be no uprisings under my watch,” the vampire guard growled. He twisted Angela’s arm, causing her to collapse down onto her knees, her arm bent in a harsh angle behind her. She cried out in pain.
Fear spiked inside of my heart. Was this vampire guard about to kill Angela right in front of me – in front of everyone? I had visions of her brother on his knees beside me, offering me a smile, trying to comfort me, as he lost his head.
My feet moved without my having commanded them to, my arms outstretched. I surged forward toward the guard and pushed him away from Angela as hard as I could.
As a vampire, he was likely stronger than me, so when he stumbled back, it must have been more out of surprise than anything else. He also released Angela, who fell down fully ont
