She asked the obvious question. A Vampire’s eyes turned red with any emotion, not pure black, whereas a wolf’s eyes turned amber or yellow with any emotion, again not black. “Yes my sweet little angel, you and your lover have been sold.”
“What? ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Carmen felt the fear riding her like a tidal wave. She felt fear and confusion rise up in her throat once he stepped into the room. You didn’t tell she was a Queen and older than us, how come?”
“Ohhhh did the little succubus gave you a hard time. So tell me are you and your lover planning on fucking me death, or will you just rip off my wings and then fuck me death?” she said standing up from the floor. There was nothing in this room to give her information about her kidnapper. She was now face to face with an angry, pissed off vampire.