Third person’s POV
Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop; I roll my eyes at yet another reminder I was banished to this unforsaken place. Apollo, Selene, Hecate and the other gods and goddesses don’t think I know about the enchanted ones. Only they can release me from this hellhole. I can feel their magic, deep within me, and I am going to make sure I will get them.
“Si.. Sire; I ha.. Have him”, one of the rogues stuttered, bowing before he pushed Ezekial towards me and exited the room.
If I was an average vampire, I would have missed his eyes bulging for a second before going blank again. Luckily, I’m not an average vampire, and I’m glad he was shocked to see me. “What do you want?” he spits, glaring his red eyes in my direction.
“It’s simple” I murmured, smirking at the half-dead vampire in front o
