CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

Liberty pleaded, "Please," as she fought to free herself from his grip. Don't murder me, okay?

As Aric let the words sink in, he was brought back to the present.

His back collapsed as he took stock of the destruction he'd wreaked.

As he heard her breaths becoming shallow again, he rushed back to her side to examine the cuts on her neck and gently move her hands out of the way.

To think on his feet, he bent down and licked the cut, feeling encouraged to see it begin to close.

Using vampire saliva to change one's appearance was a secret technique only a select few of the human race knew about. They needed human blood for survival, but their victims' wounds healed after being licked with their saliva, so they had to rip at the flesh to keep the blood flowing.

For Liberty's sake, he had better be quick about it.

He nearly exsanguinated and strangled her to death at the same moment, but eventually, the skin closed, leaving just a tiny pinkness behind.

He put his ear to her chest out of wor