Midnight Meeting

Malik

Malik sat in his room sipping a bourbon glass full of blood. He grabbed the wrist of the passed-out woman on the floor beside him and squeezed more blood into the glass and swigged it. He needed to start watching his back. He had plans to go meet Vanessa last night, but that damn Alfred snuck up behind him and snapped his neck.

He saw that Alec was pretending to be him. He stood back and watched as they interacted. She was uncomfortable and Alec was being too damn obvious. He could see by her body language that she had to know it wasn’t him. He listened in on their conversation with his sharp hearing, he growled low in his throat as he heard the details of what those two psychos did to her parents. How Alec could look at her and put that image of her parents into his head reflected the monster he truly was. He watched Alec follow her to the bathroom and proceed to attack her.