Chapter 20
5 years since the day we had dinner with Claire. 5 long years. What I still don't understand is why he did it. Why did he turn us over to the vampires?
My own brother betrayed me and I'm never going to forgive him. Dalton turned us over to him.
The one vampire who wanted me the most. To torture me, hurt me, possibly kill me. And Dalton gave me to him. Derrick.
Michael sits across from me. Chained to the wall of the dungeon. Everyday he gets weaker and everyday I get angrier.
The door opens and Derrick strolls in with the needle. He plunges it into my arm and I feel my strength drain instantly but I don't pass out. I never pass out.
Instead I'm forced to stay awake and watch as the man I love is whipped and tortured. My powers gone and unable to help him I sit and I cry.
Sometimes Dalton comes down to laugh. I heard he's a lord now. Every time I see him I want to hurt him.
He did this to us. He's killing us slowly. Dalton saved us before but with him on the bad side who's going to save us now?