Briony's P.O.V
I held Vlad in my arms, tears staining my cheeks, this couldn't be happening, Vlad couldn't be dead he just couldn't, it, it was like losing my mum all over again. He was the only person I had ever opened up to besides Maddy and Rhydian, I didn't feel like a stupid bitch when I was with him and yet I still did it, I still killed him.
"Please", I whispered. This was so messed up, Bertrand and Ingrid flitted into the room, one frowning the other with a triumphant smirk, and you can guess who the fuck was which.
"Stay away or I'll swear to Gods I'll kill you", I hissed glaring at Ingrid, feeling the yellow burning my eyes, "Like you killed Vlad" she replied smiling, was she serious. After everything, she could still gloat.
"He's your brother!" I cried, hoping that there might be one redeeming quality in her, well it appears not. "So?" she laughed, walking over, examining his body while Bertrand studied him intensely, "and what's your say in all this hmm?" I spat. His eyes narrowed downwards, I couldn't believe this, and didn't one vampire care? Were the hell was his dad, out draining breathers no doubt. I was sick of this, just fucking sick of this!
This was not a very good time to have ADHD. As much as I didn't want to, I lay Vlad down, every nerve in my body was telling me to beat Ingrid to a pulp, and that is exactly what I was going to do. I ran at her, my attack uncoordinated and irrational but I couldn't care less, although maybe I should've shown a little more restraint. In an instant, Ingrid spun on her heels and grabbed me by the throat, keeping me there as I choked and spurted, the air leaving my lungs. Great, this was how I was going to die.
"Stop it the pair of you!" Bertrand shouted, his fangs bared, Ingrid realised me with a smirk as I held my aching throat still coughing, "Don' you get t?" he snapped.
Huh?
Bertrand remained standing although a look of terror was etched across his face, "If Vlad was dead, he should be –
"Dust", Ingrid finished, she had whispered it. Her eyes now wide. Vlad's timing couldn't have been better as his eyes snapped open, revealing two black orbs.
"What the blood and garlic!" he shouted, getting up. His eyes returned to normal although he still had the look on his face like he was ready to kill. But that's not what scared me, I had seen that look before,
It's just it has never been directed at me.
"You", he snarled, "you little bitch".
Now I was terrified, "Vlad I swear, it wasn't me, I was –
"What?" he questioned pinning me up against the wall, "Too fucking stupid to know where the heart is?"
"Vlad it was Ingrid I swear", I choked, his fingers tightened around my neck, what is it with this family and choking people.
"Likely story", he growled, his grip tightening. That was the last thing I heard before everything went fuzzy, and everything went black...
Bad Vlad's P.O.V
There she lay on the floor, passed out. Although I think Ingrid and Bertrand assumed otherwise. "Well Vlad I never knew you had it in you", Ingrid smiled sweetly, Bitch. I knew that it was her, she hypnotised Briony to kill me and would probably try again. But that's not all I fucking found out. The little conversations she wolf and other me were having are quite interesting. I know all about Briony's blood, good thing she didn't stake the right place. Dying and coming back does wonders for finding out secrets. I would deal with Ingrid later, first get rid of the wolf.
"She isn't dead", I snapped, then smirked, "well she isn't dead yet". Ingrid gulped, "Bertrand take her to the motorway outside the town", I instructed, I still needed him even if he did come up with the bright idea to kill me, "Oh and make sure to lay her in front of a passing truck".
Bertrand nodded and picked up Briony bridal style, "and what do we tell the other wolves?" he asked. Shit, Maddy and Rhydian couldn't have them finding out. "Tell them Briony ran, that she got scared and ditched", I said quickly, well better than nothing. Bertrand nodded again before flitting out, leaving me with Ingrid.
"Come dear big sister", I smiled sarcastically, "We have a lot of work to do". She blinked before getting up, although moving quite cautiously, "and what work is this?" she questioned.
"All will be revealed in time, but first, how about a little family reunion", I smiled. Ingrid gave me a confused look, "how about we see what our Elder brother is up too".
Oh yes, time to go see Malik.