Chapter 31
"Snow Bunny," Wade called, her voice a pebbling ring, as though she actually expected me to stop and talk after what they had done to Cloney.
That was one less human among our dwindling population.
It didn't matter how awful we were—seeing us killed by these creatures should have been enough to make humans stick together.
"Xanthe, he was disrespecting you."
I pushed open the door leading back to where her kind had once attacked me—though she had been my savior then. But was she really my savior now? No. She had just killed one of my own.
I stopped and turned, fixing her with a venomous glare that burned in my eyes, making her halt in her tracks. She could kill a man and fight for me, but she was afraid of my stare?
"He did something to you. He took advantage of you."
"When? When has he ever done that?" I demanded; my voice thick with anger.
She hesitated, but then stepped forward, her voice breaking, "He had his cock in your mouth."
"So, what!"
"So, what!" I snapped, my voice rising to a level I hadn't heard before. "How could he have done that to you, Xanthe? How could I just sit back and allow such a man to live after driving his filthy cock down your throat?" Her eyes flared with anger, her breath quickening.
"It was a long time ago," I muttered.
"How long?" she demanded, her voice dripping with repulsion.
I mumbled my answer, staring down at the piss- and beer-stained street.
"How long?" she repeated, her disgust palpable.
"Two weeks ago," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.
"Before you were in charge. I wanted to go home with my full tips, so I offered to suck him off, and the offer turned into me actually doing it.
And all the other times when I didn't want him taking thirty percent of my earnings. " I turned away in disgust.
"How could you let that happen?"
I growled, fury surging through me like thunder. "What do you mean, 'how could I let that happen?' Creatures like you ripped the earth from us, from me! We have nothing left. So we scrape and claw to survive however we can. I sucked his cock for survival, and I'd do it again if I had to."
She grabbed me roughly, slamming me against the wall. "I would give you the world, and you'd shut your eyes and turn away, just to suck some cock? Are you a whore?"
"Your kind made me a whore!" I shot back, my voice cracking. "How can I work in corporate? How, when your kind takes everything from us!" I didn't want to cry, but the tears were already burning my eyes, threatening to spill.
"We offered to take care of you. We want you."
"I don't want your help! I don't want to be seen with the kind that ruined humanity!"
"Humanity?" Her voice was cold. "We're all bad, however you look at it. But I'm talking about that cock. The likes of him?" She leaned in closer, her hands gripping my shoulders. "I can... we can take care of you. If you'd just—"
"No!" I cut her off.
She growled, slamming her fist beside my head. The force shattered the brick like glass, sharp fragments grazing my skin, making me wince from the sudden sting.
"Hey!" Jager's voice cut through the tension. "Calm down. She's just human." Jager moved casually from the wall and approached us. Wade ripped herself away, stalking to the opposite side of the alley. She slammed her fists into the wall repeatedly, the bricks cracking under the force.
"I just want her to want us!" Wade yelled, her voice raw with frustration.
"Well, I don't want any of you!" I snapped back, my frustration reaching the boiling point of hell gate.
"It's alright," Jager murmured softly. "Both of you, calm down."
"No!" I yelled defiantly, turning my anger toward Jager. "You need to understand that your kind ruined my kind."
"We know," Jager replied. "But we have nothing to do with that. We're not like most vampires who take advantage of humans."
"You did! You drained Cloney dry! And out of all the managers you could have hired for this place, you chose a vampire who hates humans but still wants to reap the benefits. It's absolutely disgusting."
"We're sorry. But we're here to protect you. Just let us in," Jager pleaded.
"No. I'm going to do what I want to make my money and get the hell away from your kind."
"It's al—"
"I'm going to work the pole right now," I growled, glaring at Wade, who looked ready to sink her fangs into another neck. Two necks in one night? What a lucky fang.
"We will always be here for you," Jager insisted.
"I don't need your help. All I need is to work, earn my tips, and I'm good."
"I'm going in," Wade grumbled, flexing her fingers after slamming them against the brick wall.
"Wade," Jager called, a hint of concern in her tone.
"Hmm?" Wade replied, her brows twisted in irritation.
"We just need to give her time."
Wade turned her gaze back to me. "I'm going to see if he has more blood in him, and I'm going to suck him dry again."
"Scream all you want. Just make sure no one else touches what's ours or.
.." Wade trailed off, invading my personal space.
My heart raced as I looked up at her stunning face, currently twisted in anger, but still strangely captivating.
"Get into those three holes. Do you understand?
" She grabbed my face so quickly that I barely registered the coldness of her hand.
"You take another cock—just one more which isn't ours—and I'll make sure it's the last time anyone touches that part of you.
Do you understand me, little snow bunny?
" Her voice dropped to a dangerously serious tone, one so toxic it almost made me surrender and pout.
She stormed off, her long strides carrying her swiftly to the door, which she swung open with force.
I glanced at Jager, who stood beside me, silent and perhaps too wary to upset me further.
"I appreciate everything you and she have done for me," I whispered. "I just don't really like you guys—or anyone, for that matter. I just want Kem and me to save up and leave this place for somewhere safe."
"We can make you safe, but I understand," Jager replied softly.
"I should get back to work," I said, my voice barely above a murmur.
She nodded, and I turned away quickly, feeling tears begin to well up in my eyes.
"Scream all you want. Just make sure no one else touches what's ours or.
.." Wade trailed off, invading my personal space.
My heart raced as I looked up at her stunning face, currently twisted in anger, but still strangely captivating.
"Get into those three holes. Do you understand?
" She grabbed my face so quickly that I barely registered the coldness of her hand.
"You take another cock—just one more which isn't ours—and I'll make sure it's the last time anyone touches that part of you.
Do you understand me, little snow bunny?
" Her voice dropped to a dangerously serious tone, one so toxic it almost made me surrender and pout.