Page 144 of A University of Betrayal

There was also this weird feeling in my neck.

I touched the spot, but there was nothing there.

I’d probably had a drink too much and just needed to sleep.

Distant footsteps on one of the gravel paths snapped me out of my thoughts, and I paused to scan my surroundings. My hand was on one of the knives in my coat pocket, just in case.

Of course, there were students here. It was a fucking campus. However, at three in the morning, on aSaturdaymorning to be exact, said students were limited to two blonde girls who had been making out on a bench near the campus bar and had asked me if I wanted to join them.

The girls were pretty, but they were both AB, and it wouldn’t have ended well for anyone involved. I also didn’t go far with women. It was too dangerous.

Adrian and David assumed I was fucking my way across campus, but none of them knew that it had gotten worse again, and I hadn’t touched a single girl here in weeks. Whenever I invited a girl into my car, all I did was take her to where she lived, put her into her bed and lock the door to keep her far away from me.

The gravel crunched again, closer this time. And then I spotted a girl with long dark hair making her way across campus towards the West Wing –alone, I should mention.

Everything in me demanded to keep walking, but a dark part of me wanted to follow her immediately.

I had drunk blood. I drank every day. Twice as often as my blood brothers. And yet, the mere thought of fresh blood made me go crazy.

The girl was too far away for me to smell her blood type or guess her age. It was half-moon, so I didn’t recognize much of her face.

Fuck it.

Driven by my desire for fresh blood, I rushed toward the west wing and followed her discreetly through the corridors.

I would be quick. Nothing would happen to her. She would survive this.

Adrenaline and fear of myself crept like a traitor through my body.

What I was doing was risky. And I was on the verge of declaring myself crazy if I seriously believed I could do something so risky on Vanderwood campus when the girl stopped abruptly in the hallway.

I did the same. And I knew how to proceed. I had to close the gap between us, take her head in my hands, and ram my fangs into her jugular.

All these thoughts vanished instantly as the girl wheeled around, her eyes glowing yellow lights that made me suck in my breath sharply.

Nailed to a Wall

Tony Morales

“You...”I said with suspicion, and it took me three seconds for my battle guns to automatically activate.

Emely Copeland narrowed her eyes and stepped toward me.

I immediately remembered the small vial in my coat pocket.

I held her gaze, feeling my irises turn red.

How had I not been able to smell her?

And then, without hesitation, I pulled the knife out of my pocket and threw it at her.

She stumbled back with a startled gasp, toward the wooden post supporting the crumbling stonework, and the knife missed her sharply, just as I had intended.

I sped toward her, and she crashed into the post.

I had shocked her.Good

Quickly, I pulled the knife out of the wood next to her shoulder, but it was only then that I noticed the blood running down the blade.