Page 46 of Amethyst and Iron
“Holy water,” he told me.
No. No. No.
I tried to struggle against his hand to my chest that was holding me to the tree, but it was just useless in my current state—or at all, apparently.
He smirked sadistically.
And then he drove the massive thing into me, angling it sharply through my gut and up through my body,justmissing my heart.
I screamed out into the night.
But that brutal pain was nothing compared to what it became when the holy water took effect and started burning—inside me. It was searing through my fucking veins, boiling my blood.
He drew up close and licked the side of my neck, tasting my blood, as I shrieked and spluttered.
“Wanted to have a taste before the holy water spreads everywhere. Hmm… interesting. More vampire than you realize. So potent. What a shame that you don’t know how to use that power. Ancient Vampire blood courses through your veins, yet you squander it.”
“S… stop.”
He scented me, his eyes hooding. “Seeing you this way is exhilarating. Feeling your agony, your terror, your heart pumping so violently, these tremors as your blood boils with holy water… just intoxicating.” He leaned in. “Thank me for schooling you and I will give you an antidote to the holy water.”
“N… no.”
He angled the metal. “One more scrape and I nick your heart. It won’t kill you, but it will demonstrate what true agony is, especially with the holy water in play.”
When I hissed instead, he shifted his weight, intending to do it.
Something caught my attention despite all the agony, the intensity, the fucking demented insanity of it all.
Movement?
No.
A… feeling.
I didn’t… I didn’t understand.
A rush of wind tore through the area.
I’d barely registered it when Victor was slammed into from the side at a power I could barely reconcile and with a speed that evenIcouldn’t fully register, ripped from me, and sent spinning out into the distance.
A dark figure filled my vision.
Before I could take it in, agony ripped through me as the metal was yanked out of me.
I started to drop, but I was caught, then gathered against a strong body.
A deep male rumble sounded. “That filth is gone. You are safe now.”
I struggled to look up, but all I could see were eyes cast in shadow from a low-hanging black hood, the rest of his face obscured by a metal mask.
Hold on…metal mask?
I caught sight of a syringe a second before it was plunged into my throat.
“The burning will cease in mere moments and your healing will hasten.”
“I don’t…” I collapsed against him, on the verge of passing out.
