All Chapters of Marked By My Prey : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Something is wrong with this vampire. And no one seems to notice. A roar of bloodthirsty excitement rises and falls through the execution square as the guards drag the vampire into the center. “How much blood do you think they'll make this one spill?” Rinna’s amused question drifts into my ears, but l don't answer. From the high edge of the watchtower, I study the vampire instead. Jet-black hair falls unevenly over his face, hiding most of it. He is large as well, enough so that even with the silver chains burning his wrists and guards at his sides, he still towers over them all. With a body like that, it shouldn't have been possible for Team A to get their hands on him. Especially not without two or three hunters dead. My grip tightens around the rail. Something is completely wrong. I can feel it in my bones. I lean forward slightly. “Where did they say—” The vampire stops moving. Then, with unnatural speed, he whips his head toward our tower. “—they found it agai

The flashes begin the same time pain consumes me and my scream is all my body knows. I hear nothing over the roaring until finally the pain begins to douse and sweet bliss starts to warm me everywhere. Flowers brush against my legs as I run. I'm laughing. No. Not me. Her ruby dress glitters under the sun, blowing because of the wind distracting me. She's laughing. I love it when she does. I'm gaining on her. Just a little further and—A knife thrusts into our stomach and I double over in agony, the pain is burning even hotter. When we look up, fire surrounds me instead and my senses drag between the two lives as smoke fills my lungs. I'm running after her again. Blood is everywhere. We have to get to her. Fear. She's singing. Darkness. She's screaming at me. Hunger. I'm a monster. She's dead.Grief. **Pain!****Pain!!****Pain!!!**“Aaaaaaaargh!!!”A scream jolts me back into the present. The dank, dark corridor comes back into my vision. I blink. What—“No! Don't go! Come back Lu

I wake up gasping.My hand flies to my throat, then my chest, where my heart is pounding so hard it hurts. For one disorienting moment, my body doesn't feel like mine. It feels wrong, changed somehow.*Just what did he do*—The memories crash back. The prison. The vampires. *Him.*I shoot upright—Instead of the dank, freezing stones of the Guild's dungeons, I’m lying in a heavy four-poster bed draped in dark velvet.I blink once. Where am I?My eyes sweep the room, searching first for threats.No vampires. Instead, I find a room so lavish it feels unreal, a stark contrast to the utilitarian stone walls of the Guild.The room makes no sense. Am I in the Capital?I throw the blankets aside and swing my legs over the edge of the bed. The moment my feet touch the floor, a wave of dizziness hits me. I lean quickly against one of the thick bedposts, gripping the dark velvet drapes until the room steadies again.My fingers immediately search for the familiar weight of my dagger.Empty.