All Chapters of System Of Blood: To Crave Survival: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Chapter 2Lucy's POVI don’t even remember how many glasses of wine I had that night. A waiter came to the rooftop and tapped me on the shoulder. “Ma’am, are you alright?” I looked back and nodded downwards. “Please, we are closing in 10, ma’am.” The waiter walked away, and I looked at my phone to check the time. “11:23 pm… The night is still...fucking...young,” I mumbled, drunk.Behind me, footsteps clicked against marble. I turned, expecting to see a waiter coming to clean up the mess, but the room was empty. The sound came again.Click, click, click.like high heels on stone, but there was no one there. The lights flickered, and for just a moment, the city below looked different. Darker. The buildings seemed to shift and bend, their lights glowing with a red light. In the reflection on the glass cup, my face looked like a stranger's, hollow-eyed and haunted, with something staring back at me.Then the moment passed, the lights steadied, and the city returned to normal.I looked at

Chapter 4Lucy's POVThe path he led me down wasn't really a path at all, just gaps between crumbling buildings and piles of rubble that might have once been streets. My legs felt like jelly, and I had to stop and lean against a wall every few steps to catch my breath."Keep moving," he said. "We're still too close to where that werewolf attacked us."I nodded and pushed myself off the wall, following his dark figure through the fog. The makeshift bandage around my throat was already soaked with blood, dripping down my shoulders, and I felt like my throat was going to come off any second."What's your name?" I asked with a low voice."Amon," he said without turning around. "Amon Claremont-Diaz. And you?""Lucille. Lucille Reyes…" I paused. "Or I was, anyway. If I'm really dead like you said."That caused him to stop and look back at me. His face was all sharp angles and shadows in the dim light filtering through the fog. "You don't remember dying?""I remember falling. My sister…" The

CHAPTER 6Camryn's POVThe next three days were hell.Amon woke me before dawn each morning, dragging me out of my tent while the camp was still dark. The language lessons came first, two hours of Lenorian vocabulary until the words blurred together and my head pounded."Again," Amon would say when I mispronounced something. "You need to sound natural, not like you're reading from a textbook."Then came combat training, which was less training and more Amon beating me into the ground repeatedly."Too slow," he said on the second day, after knocking me flat for what felt like the hundredth time. "Down here, slow means dead."I spat dirt from my mouth and glared up at him. "Maybe if you actually taught me instead of just throwing me around…""I am teaching you." He offered his hand and pulled me up. "I'm teaching you what it feels like when something stronger than you wants you dead. Get used to it."By the third day, I'd learned to anticipate some of his moves, to roll with the impacts