Chapter 180

I'm going to tear his eyes out for looking at our Mate, and then I'm going to rip his head off, once all of this is over, my Wolf stated venomously, his violent nature emerging. I could not disagree with him. "Ah, Antonio!" Cain said, just as the vampire came into sight, moving as quickly as possible without spilling the goblet's contents. "Finally, I can get this over with. A wound caused by a blessed object tends to sting." He grinned sarcastically, held up his wrist, and I saw the deep gash there. From what I'd picked up the last few days, the Ritual consisted of Cain reading from some ancient, powerful tome, slicing himself with a Holy object, and then drinking my blood, all on a holy site (well, as close as he could get to one). Looking closely I spotted the book resting on the ground a short distance away. Like the goblet, it had a sinister aura practically shimmering around it. I knew it was very dangerous and didn't want to guess what he'd gone through