Chapter 16

The room was dark; only the clamouring of chains reverberated in walls of the abandoned warehouse.

Hemera couldn’t believe it. Someone in Shamrock has the deadly Black Peruvian Rose.

Avril punched the man tied in the chair once more. Blood gushed out from the man’s nose like water flowing down the river.

The man, who’s drenched in his own blood and tears, begged soundly even when his mouth was tied shut with a calico.

“Finish him,” Hemera commanded Vesta.

In a heartbeat, the man’s brown skin turned utterly pale. Blood was now dripping from Vesta’s fangs. She savoured it jovially as if a kid drinking strawberry juice. She gave a handful of blood-filled glass to the grand vampire.

Candice Churchill, who refused the share of the man’s remnants due to her just devouring a fawn an hour ago, glared at Hemera unyieldin