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Flickering left everything in slow motion, calming me. Yes…I needed black. Nothingness.
    Just as I reached the next, darkness took over completely, feeding my adrenaline and the need to kill even more. Here, I was home…where I was supposed to be.
    Each heartbeat tickled my skin like a beacon. It led me forward, slicing through flesh and snapping bones as I fought off two who rushed at me. Blood spilled over my lips and I screamed in impatience as the warmth soaked through the white nightgown I’d been given to wear. This bad blood wasn’t enough. I wanted something more. Something richer. I wanted my prize hanging above.
    A high pitch wail echoed around the room with my last attack and I snarled in fury as claws raked down my side, cutting deep. The pain sent my arms straight to the vampire’s hair. I dug in deep, twisting and shredding until I felt the creature’s head tear from its neck. I let the head fall to the floor and pushed from the balls of my feet, jumping high and catching the end of the cage. The swinging didn’t stop the inevitable. The newly formed muscles in my arms easily lifted me and I reached for the bars of the door, ripping it clean from the hinges.
    Murmuring in the background registered, but I ignored it as I launched myself toward the sweet smell of the heavily muscled human cowering against the side. Screams broke from his throat as I dove forward and sank my fangs just below his pulse point. The cries vibrated my entire body, sending prickling sensations along my skin. The sudden arousal was so unexpected, I almost broke away at the odd thickness that left my fangs aching. The venom pushed into the man and the hands that had a death grip on my hips eased the smallest amount…until he was pulling me in and pushing his hard cock against what didn’t belong to him. Who did he think he was? Didn’t he know who I was? Who was I? I didn’t know, but I was someone. Someone who wasn’t be touched unless she gave permission.
    I sucked harder, crushing the bones in one of his hands. The sob was followed by the fingers of his good hand digging into my back. I jerked free of his neck and hissed as I sent my fist right through his throat. The act just came. Not from thought or even want. Instinct. It ruled me.
    “Bravo! Excellent first test. Way to make me proud.”
    I spun around at the voice, noticing the light had returned through the dark haze I’d created. I didn’t hesitate to jump down and stalk toward the glass. Although I wanted to shatter it, I didn’t. My stare connected with the blond, who I now recognized as my maker, and I raised one of my blood soaked hands, fitting my palm against the glass.
    “Je ne fais pas cela pour vous. Je le fais pour moi.” I don't do this for you. I do this for me.
    The smile melted and a hardness took over his face. He shook his head, keeping eye contact with me.
    “Did she just speak French?” Julius looked over at Sayer nervously. “You can speak French, can’t you, Sayer?”
    “No,” he said lowly. “I cannot.”

 
    Chapter 4
    Hunter
     
    I wasn’t sure whether to throw up or run. Both were options that sounded pretty fucking good at the moment, but I was too in shock by the vampire’s revelation to do anything but stay fixated on the killer before me. Jesus. Tessa was soaked in blood. Her long, dark hair was drenched from the substance and it blotched over her face and arms, making her appear more a victim than the perpetrator. And this was only the beginning. What the fuck did they have in store for her? More tests. For what? She’d sliced and diced eight vampires and bled another human dry. She’d expelled black smoke from her goddamn mouth. What more did they need to see? It moved like a living thing and it scared the shit out of me. I didn’t like it. Didn’t like this. I knew I’d fear Tessa’s bite, but what she’d done with controlling the light and that…smoke…fuck no. I was terrified. But what could I do? I loved her.