I sobbed, and he lifted his hands, cradling my face as he closed his eyes. In my subconscious thoughts, I was undamaged. I shook my head, not wanting to feel what they were doing to my body.
“Remington, we are close. I will not leave you, but I need to see what you see. Show me who took you. Let me look through your eyes. Open them,” he encouraged, and I did.
I turned to where Cole lay staring at the top of the barn, sightlessly. Next, I showed him the dead couple and the women they tortured as the vampires raped their bodies while shredding through their necks. Peering out the wide barn doors, I looked at the quaint little farmhouse that sat glowing beneath the blazing bonfire outside the barn where the drained bodies burned. Horses bayed, snorting, and kicking in their stalls as they shied away from the vampires.
I focused on Laura, feeling the pain of my body, slowly letting my gaze slide down to it. They had removed my panties and bitten my thighs several more times. I silently looked at the pool of blood at my feet and turned to focus on what else I could show Rhys. The vampire’s fist connected to my face several more times. Something slammed against my side, and I vomited blood into the puddle.
A vampire settled in the blood pool, staring up with an evil smile shining in his eyes, moving closer toward my unprotected sex. Rhys snarled in my head as the vampire’s fang elongated and pushed through the delicate flesh, causing me to let loose a bloodcurdling scream. Pain registered in my mind and sobs filled my chest, hurting my damaged ribs. He pulled away, pushing a sharp nail over my apex’s flesh, slicing through it while laughing at my cries of pain.
“Enough, we don’t want her dead yet. She must die from Cole’s hand when he wakes and feeds so that the feud begins anew. I couldn’t find the others, but I know they’re here. It must look the same as it did in the past.” Laura dragged her nail over her wrist, pushing it against my mouth. I gagged against the coppery taint of blood.
“Drink, you stupid little bitch! I have vowed to renew your family’s feud, and you don’t get to die unless the Van Helsing murders you. When he wakes, his hunger will be insatiable, and he will need to feed to heal. Cole will not be able to resist the feast we have provided and will feed from you until you’re dead. If you’re smart, you’ll use the silver to murder him before he can rape you. Place him next to her and start clearing the corpses. Rhys Van Helsing won’t take long to find this place. He’s a hunter and a damn good one at that. It’s really too bad he thinks this pathetic bitch is his mate, as it’s a waste of his magnificent cock.” Laura leaned down, licking my stomach as her fingers slid through my core. “You can save yourself, but to do it, you’ll have to use the silver I leave behind,” she laughed, reaching for something from the tray beside us, lifting her fingers to her mouth, sucking on something silver.
Laura held three large, shiny balls up in her palms, smirking wickedly before pushing them into my body. I cried out at the size of the Ben Wa Balls, feeling my body clenching to dispel them, but they were too large to come out on their own. I didn’t have the energy left to push them out.
“I do hope you find a better exit than your eyeballs, since I need you to murder Cole, ensuring that everything else will fall into place, Silversmith. Your family has worked hard to remain hidden, but hearing that you were raped and brutalized by a Van Helsing… well, Silversmiths will want Van Helsing blood. Van Helsings will once more hunt down the Silversmiths for sending their dirty little murderous whore in to murder one of their own. History repeating itself at the cost of Cole’s and your life, well, it’s a price I am willing to pay. Van Helsings always go harder when one of their own is needlessly murdered. Roslyn may have moved against them in her greed, but they were not the only ones planning to move against their family. Some of us are tired of the Van Helsings holding us to the same rules. Humans are weak and