CHAPTER 107

IN A SEMI-DESERTED street, a woman was struggling vainly against a man who had her pressed against the wall. To an outsider, it would seem like the man was forcing himself on the woman, and in a sense, he was. But not in the way you would think.

Soon, the woman stopped fighting and sagged into his arms. Her face went pale white as her blood was sucked out. An SUV screeched to a stop and Vladimir stepped out.

"Who's Fledgling is this?" He asked Vorenus as he walked towards the man who was still sucking on the human woman. Vladimir placed a hand on the man's shoulder. "Don't suck on humans in the middle of the street. You could be seen."

"Fuck off!" The vampire snarled.

Vladimir sighed. "Which sire vampire created this one?" He asked Vorenus again, who shrugged in response. Vladimir stuck his hand into the vampire's upper back and pulled out his heart. The vampire fell off softly and desiccated. Vladimir caught the human woman as she collapsed. He stared at the woman's white face under