I sobbed, and he lifted his hands, cradling my face as he closed his eyes. In my subconscious thoughts, I was undamaged. I shook my head, not wanting to feel what they were doing to my body.
“Remington, we are close. I will not leave you, but I need to see what you see. Show me who took you. Let me look through your eyes. Open them,” he encouraged, and I did.
I turned to where Cole lay staring at the top of the barn, sightlessly. Next, I showed him the dead couple and the women they tortured as the vampires raped their bodies while shredding through their necks. Peering out the wide barn doors, I looked at the quaint little farmhouse that sat glowing beneath the blazing bonfire outside the barn where the drained bodies burned. Horses bayed, snorting, and kicking in their stalls as they shied away from the vampires.
I focused on Laura, feeling the pain of my body, slowly letting my gaze slide down to it. They had removed my panties and bitten my thighs several more times. I silently looked at the pool of blood at my feet and turned to focus on what else I could show Rhys. The vampire’s fist connected to my face several more times. Something slammed against my side, and I vomited blood into the puddle.
A vampire settled in the blood pool, staring up with an evil smile shining in his eyes, moving closer toward my unprotected sex. Rhys snarled in my head as the vampire’s fang elongated and pushed through the delicate flesh, causing me to let loose a bloodcurdling scream. Pain registered in my mind and sobs filled my chest, hurting my damaged ribs. He pulled away, pushing a sharp nail over my apex’s flesh, slicing through it while laughing at my cries of pain.
“Enough, we don’t want her dead yet. She must die from Cole’s hand when he wakes and feeds so that the feud begins anew. I couldn’t find the others, but I know they’re here. It must look the same as it did in the past.” Laura dragged her nail over her wrist, pushing it against my mouth. I gagged against the coppery taint of blood.
“Drink, you stupid little bitch! I have vowed to renew your family’s feud, and you don’t get to die unless the Van Helsing murders you. When he wakes, his hunger will be insatiable, and he will need to feed to heal. Cole will not be able to resist the feast we have provided and will feed from you until you’re dead. If you’re smart, you’ll use the silver to murder him before he can rape you. Place him next to her and start clearing the corpses. Rhys Van Helsing won’t take long to find this place. He’s a hunter and a damn good one at that. It’s really too bad he thinks this pathetic bitch is his mate, as it’s a waste of his magnificent cock.” Laura leaned down, licking my stomach as her fingers slid through my core. “You can save yourself, but to do it, you’ll have to use the silver I leave behind,” she laughed, reaching for something from the tray beside us, lifting her fingers to her mouth, sucking on something silver.
Laura held three large, shiny balls up in her palms, smirking wickedly before pushing them into my body. I cried out at the size of the Ben Wa Balls, feeling my body clenching to dispel them, but they were too large to come out on their own. I didn’t have the energy left to push them out.
“I do hope you find a better exit than your eyeballs, since I need you to murder Cole, ensuring that everything else will fall into place, Silversmith. Your family has worked hard to remain hidden, but hearing that you were raped and brutalized by a Van Helsing… well, Silversmiths will want Van Helsing blood. Van Helsings will once more hunt down the Silversmiths for sending their dirty little murderous whore in to murder one of their own. History repeating itself at the cost of Cole’s and your life, well, it’s a price I am willing to pay. Van Helsings always go harder when one of their own is needlessly murdered. Roslyn may have moved against them in her greed, but they were not the only ones planning to move against their family. Some of us are tired of the Van Helsings holding us to the same rules. Humans are weak and nothing but food. Yet we are forced to starve, feeding in the shadows. We will rule this world.”
They placed Cole on the ground at my feet. His eyes filled with blackness that stared up at me. His body was healing, which sent relief flowing through me. The vampire slammed his fist into the side of my head again, lowering his body to kiss my thigh as he watched my sex clenching.
“I want to fuck her, My Queen,” he growled, tracing a pattern into my thigh.
“This Silversmith is about to be fucked hard and mercilessly by a demon blinded by his need to feed, to heal. When he feeds, he will push those balls deeper into her cunt, forcing her to pull them out through her body. Just like she did to me, which is a pity to miss since I can’t be here when it happens,” Laura purred. Cole grabbed my leg, his eyes lifting to mine. A deep growl escaped his chest while his focus zeroed in on me with hunger burning in them.
My head dropped as the sound of people moving into the barn echoed until someone screamed. Laura turned, screeching as power erupted around us. A sword cut through the air, and I lifted my eyes to see Rhys. He locked eyes with me and exhaled in relief as he turned, slicing through a vampire that shot toward him. Rhys turned sideways, cutting through another male so quickly that my eyes couldn’t even process the motion.
Ian was tearing vampires apart, using their legs and arms to trip others. Hunter stood in front of the barn doors, holding a small group of vampires on the ground with an invisible grip while they howled and cried tears of blood. Conrad was chewing through vampires as quickly as Acyn could toss them his way, slicing their heads off in midair.
All around me, alphas fought the horde of vampires that seemed to be flooding into the barn. Something grabbed my leg, lifting itself from my thighs to stand before me. Cole’s dark eyes held mine. He leaned forward, pushing against my opening. I screamed, and Nyx appeared, her hand touching Cole.
“I am here, lover. Come feed from me,” she offered, but he didn’t turn toward her. Instead, he continued trying to push into my body until I sobbed, but Rhys was there, pulling him away as Cole spun on him, hissing and growling.
“You’ll kill her, Cole!” Rhys warned, turning to Nyx. “Make that pussy wet, nymph. Get his attention, so I don’t have to murder my baby brother to protect Remington.”
Rhys walked around Cole, his blade held at the ready. Acyn slipped in beside Nyx, pushing his fingers into her pants as my head bobbed. Cole’s head turned, and Rhys slipped his arms around me while someone worked on the chains, releasing my wrists, shredded to the bone, causing me to scream out in pain.
Hunter grunted, reaching around Rhys to place his hand on my shoulder. I was no longer in the barn. The pain subsided to nothing more than a twinge of irritation. I was on a boat in the ocean, and it was peaceful. I peered around at the waves that swept over the ship’s deck. Hunter smiled softly, not speaking while he held my hand, staring into my eyes.
“Ian! I need blood now!” Rhys demanded, though it came from far away. “Her pulse is weakening to a dangerously slow beat. We’re losing her.”
I tasted the coppery tang of blood and Hunter cleared his throat. The taste of copper changed to something sweet and enticing. A glass appeared in my hand, and I held it against my mouth.
“She’s not drinking, Hunter,” Ian uttered. “Drink, woman,” he ordered as if he could demand I drink it even though I wasn’t there.
“It comes with no hidden cost, Silversmith. Just drink it,” Hunter pleaded.