I forced myself to stay under the blankets, fighting my soul to not move, but the mark had become almost unbearable and before I could stop myself, I was out of the house and walking towards the bright lights of the party.
When I got there, Pete or what's left of him was gone, leaving only a circle of damp earth that shimmered with blood. The place was almost empty, leaving only a handful of people… including Jeremy, who was drinking excessively in a dark corner. He looked wasted, bracing himself against a wall as he drank bottle after bottle.
The sight of him relaxes my mark a little until I see a girl on his lap, the girl from before and she was kissing his neck, licking at where he should be marked as he drank from a bottle, her hands all over him.
Rage consumed me instantly and the
