Chapter seven

"I did not think they would use other humans as bait," Pyotr sighs.

"I-I don't think the woman was human, s-she had red eyes," I tell him.

Pyotr's face twists in disgust. Sighing, he runs a hand through his hair.

"You were attacked by a sire vampire," he explains.

I furrow my brows together, tilting my head.

"What is a sire vampire?" I ask.

Pyotr tips his head upward, tapping his fingers on the table. His eyes meet mine then he looks away.

"Blood Fae have many unique abilities, though some we are better off without. If a blood Fae bites another creature and injects them with venom. That Fae can turn that being into a sire vampire. Sire vampires are slaves to the blood Fae. Once turned they lose all free will, and cannot disobey an order from their sire," he explains.

My blood chills, as a shiver runs through me. I stare down at my lap, twisting my fingers together. I never knew they could have such control over another being. How scary.

"To have that kind of c