Her Blood - (Whispers of Fate: Book 1)

Chapter 46

Grace's Point of View:

It was Andrew.

My jaw dropped. I couldn't believe this.

He had drops of blood on his face and clothes. Oh, my goodness! Did he kill someone?!

"A-Andrew?" I said, hesitating to take a step towards him.

"Yes, it's me, Cookie," he smiled.

The smile on his face wasn't innocent, my heart started beating faster.

I didn't know what to say.

"What has happened to you?" I said, frowning.

"Nothing."

I looked at him with concern. His green eyes turned red. I gasped. How's that possible?

Is he really Andrew?

He took a step forward and looked in my eyes.

"Come with me, Cookie," He said.

I took a step backward.

"N-No," I said.

Being near Andrew used to feel so great, but right now only power and evilness were radiating from him.

"Shut up, and just come with me. I had to kill that Brianna bit*ch to enter this town. I won't leave without you," his jaw clenched.

He killed Brianna? I covered my mouth with my hand. Oh my gosh!

"Why did you kill her?!" I said. Tears had started to tumble down my eyes.

Brianna had helped me so much. We had become good friends. I don't think I'll ever be able to forgive Andrew.

I sniffled.

"Because she was trying to keep me away from the person I love," Andrew said, without any expression on his face.

"You can't love!" I said, wiping the tears from my face.

"And why can't I love?" He said, staring in my eyes.

"Because you are just a monster!" I screamed.

"Shut the f*** up!" He said.

I shuddered hearing it. He had never talked to me in such a way.

"You have changed so much, Andrew."

He gripped my shoulder; his face was very close to mine.

"I've turned more powerful. I don't need a beloved," he said.

Andrew showed me his fangs. My eyes went wide.

I tried to run away from him but his grip on me was too tight.

He brought his fangs near my neck.

I never ever thought this would happen. My heart was racing.

His fangs pierced my neck and he started sucking my blood.

I screamed and started bawling my eyes out.

Andrew's grip on me loosened. Someone had hit him with a rod.

It was Katherine.

Andrew fell down unconscious.

I knelt. Oh, my freaking goodness!

"Andrew?!" I said, touching his face.

"Don't worry, Grace. He'll be conscious in some hours," Katherine said.