“I hope this isn’t how I die, without telling her goodbye.”-Victor Devries
Chapter 17.5
-Victor-
The pain resurfaced again as I tried to move. I groaned, slipping back to the sitting position after numerous attempts to free myself were proved worthless. The handcuffs were easily breakable but I was weaker than a flower petal. What can I say? When you’re injected with Holy Basil and had it running in your veins instead of fresh delicious blood, you sure won’t be able to stand up.
Yeah, talk about the disadvantages of being a vampire.
Tugging at the handcuffs, I once more tried to break free from the tough thing made of metal. Now I had the idea of how Karen and Nathan had felt in Paris while tied to the pole in the underground of that vampire club. However, they had songs playing ab
