نفس خون آشام فصل 11

Vampire Breath - Chapter 11

“Let her go! Let her go!” I screamed.

I grasped at his waist, desperate to pull him away.

But I grabbed only cape.

“Let her go! Stop!” I pleaded, tugging on the cape.

I couldn’t see Cara at all. I could see only the vampire’s cape and shoulders as he lowered his head to drink her blood.

“Please—!” I begged. “I’ll get you something else to drink! Please—let Cara go!” To my surprise, Count Nightwing raised his head. He stood up straight and took a step back from Cara.

Cara raised her hand to her throat. She rubbed her neck. Her eyes were wide with fear, and her chin was quivering.

“Something is wrong,” Count Nightwing said, shaking his head. He frowned. “Something is terribly wrong.” I turned to Cara. “Did he bite you?” I choked out.

Cara rubbed her neck. “No,” she whispered.

“Something is wrong,” the vampire repeated softly. He raised a hand to his mouth.

I watched him open his mouth and stick a finger inside. He shut his eyes and poked around in there.

“My fangs!” he cried finally. His strange eyes bulged and his mouth dropped open. “My fangs! They’re gone!” He turned away and started examining his mouth again.

I saw my chance. I pounded on the door to the basement with both fists. “Mom! Dad! Can you hear me?” I shouted.

Count Nightwing paid no attention to me. I heard him moan behind me. “My beautiful fangs!” he cried. “Gone. Gone. I’ll starve to death without my fangs!” He opened his mouth wide, showing Cara and me. He had no fangs. No teeth at all. Only gums.

“We’re safe!” I whispered to Cara.

He’s too old and weak to hurt us, I told myself. Without his fangs, the old vampire can’t harm us.

“We’re safe! We’re safe!” I cried.

How wrong could a person be?