KERES POV
The moment I saw that b***h, I saw red.
Blood red. Table red. Aiden’s jaw forced open red. My wrists split around chains red, pain tearing my chest apart because my brother was right there, right f*****g there, and I couldn’t get to him.
I saw her hands on him.
I saw her friends holding him down.
I saw the instruments.
I saw Aiden trying not to scream because he knew I was watching, because my perfect, control-freak, emotionally constipated brother thought he could spare me that too. Like I needed sparing. Like I wouldn’t have rather had my skin peeled off than hear the sound he made when they forced his fangs out and collected what was never theirs to take.
Blood.
Tissue.
Venom.
Samples.
Fucking samples.
Samael snarled so loud my ribs hurt.
The woman in scrubs was s
