Snod had never known any vampire that could move like Terrell could, much less kill like him. All
the while he could hear Terrell laughing, and it was the most bone-chilling sound he had ever heard.
None of the hunters stood a chance. He truly was a monster.
“I love you,” Frankie whispered, kissing Snod’s forehead, trying to get as close as he could. “It’s
almost over. You’ll be safe now.”
“He’s going to take you,” Snod accused, flinching at a particularly loud cry of terror from one of the
dying hunters. “You agreed to... to be with him!”
“To save you,” Frankie insisted urgently. “Because I love you so much. Please don’t ever forget that.
Please forgive me. I couldn’t... I couldn’t let you die. Even if we’re not together, I’ll know you’re
alive.”
Snod cried quietly, closing his eyes and tried to tune out the sounds of carnage. The smell of blood
was thick and he could hear the hunters screaming as they fought Terrell. After what seemed like an
eternity, it finally stopped.
Silence.
Footsteps broke the stillness as Terrell strolled toward them, whistling lightly. He crouched beside
Frankie, grunting softly as he pulled off the chains, shaking his hands from the brief burn.
Frankie groaned in relief, rubbing at his wrists and neck. The wounds were slowly starting to close,
and Snod could feel Frankie’s suffering beginning to ease.
Terrell pulled Frankie up into his arms with an adoring sigh, cooing, “My beloved Francis... it has
been far too long.”
Snod rolled onto his back, growling when Terrell passionately kissed Frankie on the lips. He was
even more furious when he saw Frankie kissing him back despite an overwhelming wave of revulsion
bleeding through the bond.
Snod had never felt such fury, narrowing his eyes into venomous slits and snarling, “Don’t you
fucking touch him!”
Snorting in amusement, Terrell picked Snod up and pinned him against the far wall in a blink. He
smiled, looking over him curiously as he said, “Ah, this is the one you wanted me to spare... your
little human lover. Feisty.”
“Untie me, and I’ll fuckin’ show you how feisty I am,” Snod spat furiously.
“You know,” Terrell teased, “the rest of these men tasted so bitter and weak.” He leaned close,
