Chapter 77 Elders verdict on Orlando

ARMAND'S POV

I had waited for the elders to return with their decision. I have no idea but I was actually concerned about Orlando and how he might have to force my hand. He had been on my neck, breathing down hard. Right now, the only thing on my mind was to get my hands on him and have him put in a coffin forever beside his friend. Who knows, I might actually sink that coffin someday and bring them eternity in pain. They would find themselves drowning over and over again until they have to cry to the damn silent gods to come to their aid.

And then, their turmoil resumes again.

Uncle Magnus ruined us. Why could they all not see that I was trying to build us up? Looking at the way out hunting has been dwindling as of recent and the rations of distasteful animal blood getting smaller, it would be just a matter of time before we starve.

Most of our young vampires that were turned before the werewolves took hold of power had yet to have a taste of what human blood was like. They were not