The door bursts open and my heart stops beating. Three vampires. The King and my ‘parents.’ It took only a second before their black eyes focused on what happened. Compared to Ronan and I who were shaking and breathing heavily, the vampires are as stiff as stone sentries, staring at us with eyes that look soulless. They didn’t twitch or blink or even give a quick inhale. It was really like facing against the dead that looked like angels. In their presence, the room turned even more dark and dreary. Everything about them screamed death and despair. The smell was just as awful as they felt.
“Get them.” The Vampire King ordered.
In an instant, two bodies sprang at us. Ronan roughly shoved me back, throwing me off to the nearby work desk that held colorful vials and test tubes that bubbled.
