Chapter 57. Blood Magic

KYLE

Azazel’s teeth were ripped from my throat, tearing my skin apart. I yelped in pain, blood leaking from the now much larger wound.

“Help him,” a deep voice said from across the room.

The face of a very small girl was suddenly in front of me. She was obviously not the owner of the deep voice. She knelt above me. She had short brown hair and blood-red eyes.

Another vampire. Great.

“Hi there,” her squeaky voice said, “you can move now.”

My body relaxed as Azazel’s power was released from my mind.

I groaned loudly in relief but regretted it immediately as pain traveled through my body. It felt like I had been working out for three days straight, sore and weak from my own commands. Even though I was relieved that I could move again, the small red-eyed vampire girl kneeling above me became my main focus.

Her ability to bend me to her will with just her voice told me she was also a Mortar.

Fucking fantastic.

My hand immediate