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Truthfully Sebastien had only intended to frighten the girl, but her struggles left her throat torn as if she had been savaged by an animal rather than a vampire, and her carotid artery was nicked as she tried to pull away from him.

The rush of fresh arterial blood that hit his mouth was intoxicating, and she would realize in an instant that something had changed.

His grip became crushing and his growls took on a deeper and more vicious edge.

Adelaine had raised a hand to her mouth, helpless to stop her brother from feeding on the girl.

Each pulse of her heart, each pump of her life blood left her fading rapidly in his arms, and her skin was taking on a deathly paleness before he finally jerked his head back, unable to take in anymore blood. He shoved her into the side of the settee, leaving her to collapse and slump against its while he sat back down on the crimson cushions. He rested his arms on the back of it and tilted his head back enjoying the intoxicating rush that came with over-indulgence.

He scarcely took note of Adelaine kneeling by the girl's side, her eyes wide with shock at what Sebastien had done. The girl hadn't long left in this world and a quick glance to her brother told her that he was too intoxicated to notice what she was doing.

She raised her wrist to her mouth and bit into her own veins before moving it to the girl's lips.

"Quickly, or you will die," she whispered softly.

It wasn't sympathy for the child, though there had been some of that. No, it was the name she had uttered as Sebastien fed upon her that provoked Adelaine to interevene. Lessard. The Lessard family was old blood, and she had no way to know if anyone knew the girl had come here tonight. The daughter of a prominent family within the city would be missed, and the last thing they needed was a missing child's report leading the police to the night club.