Murder In The Pleasure House (1)

Gabriel felt the warm liquid fill in his mouth and down his burning throat. He clung to the source like a tick, wanting to drain every drop of it. Whatever this was, it felt so good! But not until someone turned to a lump under him. He ran his tongue over his fangs but froze midways when he noticed a human girl unmoving.

Surprised, he held her face but she looked way too pale for a human. He tilted her head to one side and spotted the marks of his fangs on her neck.

Fear crept in his being when she didn't respond to his call. He placed his hand on her chest but nothing. He couldn't trace a beat!

"What have I done?" He asked, taking a few steps away from the bed. She looked lifeless even from the safety distance. Gabriel shook his head in denial as if that would change the fact that she was already dead.

This had never happened before! Never. Even with the humans he'd had taken a bite on, he'd always control it before he drained them dry. But this!