308 Death to the Unworthy

Scenting the fear, his smirk got bigger. Taking the last steps to the bed, he grabs her neck and pins her to the pillows. "You're right, I was pissed about what you said and did, but I thought of something that could entertain me. Nolen, enter the room. Meet my vampire that I have finally acquired." Forcing her to look at the door as Nolen enters.

Her eyes go wide, then shifts her eyes to Cedric. "No, please, not that. It was a petty argument that was completely my fault. Please, I would like to live a little longer."

Nolen walked into the room, and the fear in the air made his fangs ache. He looked at the ground, then fisted his hands, so as to not attack yet. ~Please, Cedric. This is pure torture for me. I need the blood.~

"It is too late for that, Elora. Nolen, come and have your prey. Sorry for leaving you in the hallway. I wanted to invoke more fear for you." Backing away, Cedric looks at Elora.