Chapter 122

ALEXANDROS I lick the last drop of blood from my lips and let the fourth man fall from my arms to lie next to his companions. Such was the strength of my thirst, I could have drunk the four of them dry without a second thought. Whilst I am sated enough and my strength is fully returned, it was only Ophelia’s concern for their wellbeing that prevented me from doing so. I almost forgot how powerful an influence an elementai could hold over their vampire mate. Although our bond has been severed, she is still my fated mate, and in such close proximity, I feel every one of her emotions as if they were my own. The irony of the elementai being slaughtered in an attempt to control the vampire race is so obvious, I wonder how our enemies did not see it. Their loss only made us crueler, stripping away what little humanity we inherently possessed. Ophelia’s kindness and compassion radiates from her still—despite what she must have endured the past several weeks at Giorgios’s hands. I cannot bring