Chapter 21: To the Shock of Miss Louise
His weight was an unstoppable force; it knocked the wind right out of me. I myself transformed and whirled to avoid his oncoming fangs. I was fast-but not fast enough.
His teeth gouged a chunk out of my leg and tried in vain to not scream, a small whimper did escape and Max laughed, he enjoyed that, the sound of my pain....
Peering through foggy vision, I tried to utter one more question,
"Why me?" It was so simple, but important.
Max's expression turned dark and unreadable as he held me to the ground,
"You? Because of your mother. If you want to blame someone, blame her."
He actually believed he was justified in bringing about my demise. He seemed angrier than ever so I changed tack,
"And what about David and the boys?"
He waved his hand dismissively, "Oh that's easy, I'll tell them you launched an unprovoked attack, and it was all I could do to bring about your end swiftly."
I spat in his face. "You absolute monster."
It did not have the desirable effect, instead of becoming offended, he actually grinned.
"You say that like it's a bad thing."
"I thought I hated the others for this curse but it's you. I hate you with a vengeance! And I've only met you once, quite a standard you've set yourself."
His tone became brisk, "Enough chatter, time to die Astrid."
I hated the way he said my name, letting it roll off his tongue, he savoured saying it. He was becoming apprehensive now, he was afraid the others would return, although he was the head, they did not permit killing of one another except in extreme circumstances and as strong as he was, he couldn't take on four fully capable vampires, even those he had created. His shields were breaking down, so I had a clear view of his intentions and motives. He planned to snap my neck, and then drain me. I felt myself go cold for the first time since becoming a vampire.
But I sure as hell wasn't going down without a fight.