Better?
She did however relax herself in his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck, one of her hands coming to behind his head. Her slender fingers laced into Julianās hair, slowing playing with the soft locks. She was mesmerized for a moment because she could feel the way they felt on her finger tips. It was still a dull feeling, but her imagination took off. Instinctively, she shifted her weight against him and brought her face to his neck, touching her nose to his skin. Breath filled her lungs slowly while she played in his hair, waiting for his scent to invade her senses.
But it didnāt. There was no ache in her fangs, no lightness in her head. Nothing. The vampire drew back to look at his face and her fingers came around to touch his cheek. It was his face, but it wasnāt him. It couldnāt be.
What was it that she smoked? Maybe it was her body telling her to move on when he picked Tanzyā¦
But then why was he here? How did he findā¦
Angelo?!
Mirabelle squirmed in his arms, only to feel him tighten around her. Julian never left her down, but moved closer; close enough for Mirabelle to reach out and grasp at the shirt of the man claiming to be Angelo. She yanked him in close, slightly confused on how easily he came with her strength, but she was quickly distracted by the male. Her fingers came up to touch his face and then the tears started gathering in her eyes, blood collecting in the corners.
āAngeloā¦ā She whispered in awe, trying to reach around to hug him, only to find that Julian side stepped and pulled her away from reach. She went to protest, only falling silent to listen to Rei talk again.
āCassie was right in your nickname.. you really are an angelā¦ā She murmured, resting her chin on Julianās shoulder, staring past to gaze at Klaude. She began to hear sounds from other sources, but the drunk she was still feeling and the astonishment that she was starting at her late brother kept her distracted.
What?
āRei!ā She screamed as he left her grasp, reaching for him, only to see him move away from her and grasp her brother.
āReiji! Stop it!! STOP IT!ā She cried out, struggling against whatever it was that was holding her in place. With her mouth forced open, she screamed again, the screams quickly turning to gurgles and a coughing fit. Tears now flowed freely down her cheeks, staining her gown.
āRei! Make them stop.. please .. make them stop.ā Her words burned her throat as they fell on deaf ears. She struggled roughly against the chains, the stone scraping away her skin. She managed a strike at one of the males, his skin gathering under her nails as she clawed it away from his face. That was met with the tightening of the chain, her shoulder burning as tried to keep her arm in its socket.
These should break. Iām stronger than they are.. Why canāt I get out.. Rei?
Her struggling depleted her energy quickly, and she had no strength left by the time the woman touched her. Her body trembled uncontrollably and even through the pain that started with the ritual, it wasnāt until she saw Reiji drift away to be replaced by someone else when the uncontrollable sobs broke through her chest.
Iām alone. Thereās no one here to save me.. No one ever is..
Mirabelle had no strength to fight any longer, no strength to scream from the pain. It was when the darkness started to drift into her vision when she found a new wave of energy, but even then there was nothing left.
āNo, no, no, noā¦ Not againā¦ Please.. Rei, where are you? Deme.. anyoneā¦ā Her toes curled against the stone, her heels digging in as she pushed one last time against her restraints in a pathetic effort. The darkness came quicker now, her voice hoarse and silent. She grew still and wished death would come just a little bit quicker. Anything to keep her from the hell she grew up in.
Iām sorry Reiā¦ Iām sorry.