V Games: Fresh From The Grave (The Vampire Games Book 2) by Caroline Peckham

V Games: Fresh From The Grave (The Vampire Games Book 2) by Caroline Peckham

Author:Caroline Peckham [Peckham, Caroline]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-12-09T16:00:00+00:00


Cass

I didn't want to do it. I didn't want to kill over and over and over. But I was still too much of a coward to let myself die. I stood within the large ring of silver, a dead Vampire at my feet, her skull broken in.

I was an animal. Worse than that. I was killing for the entertainment of the men watching up above, leaning on the railing sipping on whiskey and port. Disgusting. I was an Alsation in a dog fight.

But with every round I won, they gave me blood. And I was too weak to refuse it.

Shots were fired at my feet to herd me back through a door that led to a row of cages. I headed into mine, finding a vile of blood left for me on the bench. I ripped out the cork and downed it, shaking every last drop onto my outstretched tongue.

“I think you're out, Firefly.”

I snapped around at the voice, the vile dropping from my hand and clinking as it hit the floor. Jameson was sitting in the cell next to mine, looking better than I was faring. His clothes weren't stained with blood or ripped from claws that had tried to end him.

“You're here,” I stated, unsure how to respond to the lightness filling my chest. I'm sure it had more to do with the blood than him. But I couldn't deny seeing a friendly face was a godsend at that moment. I hadn't spoken to anyone since I'd last seen him.

“I am.” He stood, stretching his spine. “I saw you fighting, I'm guessing it'll be my turn next.”

“Lucky you,” I sighed.

“At least our living quarters are real comfortable,” he dead-panned, gazing around at the cold stone floor and silver bars surrounding us.

“You always this upbeat?” I asked flatly, pacing up and down.

He shrugged. “I like to think of myself as a positive person.”

I shook my head at him. How did he manage to keep a smile on his face during this nightmare?

I huffed, turning away from him. It was too irritating. “Well I don't need your positivity.”

“What do you need?”

“I dunno? A key to my cell?”

He laughed and I bit back a smile. I was not going to let this guy under my skin. Chances were he'd be dead within a day or two. I didn't need the guilt, I didn't want any more pain. I'd lost enough already.

“Well I'll get out of here one way or another, I guess I could bring you with me when the time comes.”

I turned to him, finding him sprawled out on the floor with his hands behind his head. His shirt was riding up to his midriff. A guy like that would have had me on my knees in my human life. But desire wasn't something I was capable of now. Least of all when I was trapped in a cage, being forced to fight round after round in death matches against other Vampires. So why did he look so bloody at ease?

“Right, thanks.



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