Thirty Seven

The look on the vampires face amused me greatly, so much, so I giggled. I went to the wall that he was still hanging from. I placed one hand on his left shoulder opposite of my sword. And the moment I did the connection was clear. Adrian was mine, and I was his. He was, in fact, the true general of my fallen. I could barely hear Michael speaking to me. The energy and power radiating between Adrian and I. The need to claim him as mine was deafening. I needed him like I needed my next breath of air. Michael encircled my waist and pulled me away from Adrian. I kicked and screamed at Michael pleading for him to let me go. Adrian was snarling and snapping his fangs at Michael. He easily used his power and held Adrian in place. He pinned me to wall arms above my head. “Little goddess listen to me. You know I’d never hurt you.” I snapped my fangs at him. “Please listen, hear my voice focus on me.” He cupped my cheek. I was fighting for control, my mind and soul warring with each other. I foc