Chapter 74

“Yeah. Her, I guess. We knew something was happening because he’s…strength. Building his strength.”

Slowly, Gideon turned the blade, though his intense gaze was locked on the vampire. “What do you mean, building his strength? What is he?”

Emma watched the thick red liquid find its way down his thin form. She waited for Gideon to shove another cross into the wound, but he seemed happy to continue turning the blade.

“I don’t know. Just. He eats…I’ve never seen it. But he’s like us. Only he doesn’t survive on blood. He wants the…pain.”

“Kind of like a psychic vampire.” Gideon said it more to himself than as a genuine part of the conversation. Emma saw the thoughts whirling inside his head. “Does he kill? Or just torture?”

“I don’t know.” The knife came out of its ribs, replaced with the cross. “Fuck, I don’t know.” Dark smoke drifted up, obscuring the vampire’s features. “Rumors. Heard rumors. He tortures them. Then he eats them.”