Bite Me by Elaine Markowicz Page B

the dungeon. Moments later, Weston approached my table. He sat across from me with a sinister smile.
         "I heard you were looking for me."
         "Where's Donnie?"
         "I dumped his body days ago."
         I hissed and lunged across the table at Weston, my hands around his throat. The chair tilt back, knocking over the chair behind it. Luckily no one was seated in it. Weston grabbed my hair, yanking my head back. I snarled and scratched at his pale face. I was suddenly snatched by the waist and swung from Weston, kicking and screaming. I had now drawn a crowd.
        "He killed my friend!" I hollered, trying to break loose from Draco's grip.
        Weston got to his feet, brushing himself off. "He knew what he was getting into when he accepted to go in the dungeon."
         I extended my fingers to claw at him.
         "Get out of here." Draco ordered Weston.
         The younger vampire indignantly sniffed and walked through the gaping crowd that slowly dispersed. They didn't care that my friend was dead; they wanted to see bloodshed.
         I squirmed in Draco's arms. "Let me go!"
         He did so and I rounded on him in a fury; tears burning my eyes. "I hate you! This is your fault! Had you not bit me, I would never have come here and my friend would still be alive. Where's his body? He deserves a decent burial."
         "I'll see to it you get his body. But your friend made the choice to go to the dungeon more than once with Weston. It's what happens with a lot of our vampires. The eroticism, the blood, it sends them into a frenzy."
         "Donnie had no idea he would be killed. He trusted Weston."
         Draco subtly grinned. "You know you should never trust a vampire."
         Shaken, I put on my coat and grabbed my bag. "I'd tell you to go to Hell but you're already there." I hissed and pushed past him.
          "You'll be back." He thought to me.
          I froze. Those words were in my head. I didn't hear them with my ears. I sharply turned to face him. "You're becoming one of us. You can't stay away."
          I could feel the blood drain from my face and a cold chill sluice through my body. I whipped around and continued on my way out.

CHAPTER NINETEEN
     
         Aiden was on the other side of the door when I answered it. I threw myself into his arms, sobbing.
         "Oh, Baby, I'm so sorry about your friend." He comforted.
         I stepped back and allowed him to close the door. "Thank you."
        "We'll get this guy who killed him." He swore.
        His arm around me, we walked to the sofa and sat down.
        "I can't believe he's gone. It's my fault. I should never had taken him to that vampire club. He told me he got involved with the erotic stuff that went on in that dungeon."
         "You can't blame yourself. He could have said no. He made the choice to go back."
         I leaned my head on his chest, "This is all too surreal for me."
         He kissed my head and caressed my arm. I lifted my head and gazed into his soulful brown eyes. I wanted so desperately for him to comfort me. To make love to me. He sensed it and pressed his lips to mine. We were laying on the sofa, my arms and legs entwined around his sculptured body when someone knocked at the door.
         We both moaned and sat up.
         "I'll get it." Aiden said and climbed to his feet. "Hey man, come on in." Aiden told the visitor. Jack stepped into the flat, his eyes bloodshot from crying. Aiden hugged him, "I'm really sorry about your friend."
         "He was more than a friend." Jack sniffled. He saw me and hurried over to me. I stood and he wrapped his arms around me. "Our Donnie is gone. What are we going to do?"
         "We're going to get the guy who did this to him." Aiden answered.
         "I had a feeling he was involved with something unsavory. In the past few weeks, his personality had changed. He was sharp and abrupt with me and the guys at the club;