Page 69 of Blood Day
Sadness.
I trembled, not liking this turn of events at all.
He’d just ruined every kiss, every moment, everymemory, we’d created.
Dead. Gone.Destroyed.
Just like my name. Just like my hope.
He pressed his forehead to mine, his breath feathering over my lips. “Consider this our final lesson,” he whispered, his words oddly sounding like a goodbye. Just like the way our kiss had started. A finality lurked between us. One I couldn’t quite define.
Because he no longer wished to play this game?
Because he no longer wanted to torture me?
Because he was about to kill me?
All of the notions were possible outcomes.
His lips brushed mine a final time, then he stood, hisshoulders rigid, his gaze giving nothing away. He glanced once at my neck, and in the next instant, he was gone.
The door to my room slammed, sending a jolt down my spine.
My chance for voicing an apology was gone.
And now I had no idea what tomorrow would bring.
Another test? Another failure? More of his blood?
I blinked, my heart still racing in my chest.
Another chill swept over me, a sense of dread unfurling inside my heart.
Somehow, this entire exchange felt like my biggest failure to date, like I’d done something incredibly wrong. Like I’d ruined my chance at experiencing somethingmore.
It’d been there for a second. A brief moment in time.
Leaving me with nothing.
Just a hollow soul.
A rapidly beating heart.
And the sense that tomorrow would become one of the worst days of my life. Perhaps even my last.
Chapter 16
Lily
I wokeup to the scent of mint kissing my senses.
My lips tingled as though I could taste it.
And I did.
In my mouth.
Down my throat.
