Chapter 167

 Is fucked!” he spat, and his friend, by his side, laughed.

His innate strength overwhelmed him, he darted towards Biggie, and dug his fangs in his neck, and sucked him to death before his friend's very eyes.

 Luke screamed and ran away, Mark pulled away from Abigail, grabbed his boxer and ran away.

Abigail, was most frightened, she quickly managed to get her waist downward covered, and ran away screaming.

Sylvester let Biggie go, his fat body fell to the ground, making a thud sound, he darted towards the direction Luke had run to, Luke was wandering in the forest, not knowing where he was heading to.

He was scared to his wits, he screamed and jumped at any slightest movements, or sound, he looked around, he was stunned when he saw a dark shadow standing before him.

He fell back and sprawled on the ground, looking helplessly, at the person hovering over him “I am sorry, Sylves…” before he could finish his statement.

He was grabbed by the neck, and lifted by a hand, he kicked violently, but his legs hung loosely in midair, his eyes rolled behind.

Sylvester grabbed him, and dug his fangs on his neck, and sucked all the blood from his body.

He let him go, after draining all the blood from his body, he fell on the ground. Sylvester wiped his blood stained lips, and darted towards the East.

Mark ran as fast he could, his heart pulped rapidly when he saw an image of a car from distance, he quickened his footfalls.

He felt a painful sensation at his back, 

“Ahh!” he shrieked and slum to the ground.

Sylvester stood above him, and picked him up from the ground, he was frightened, his teeth clattered, and he gnashed his teeth “I was force…” before he could finish his statement, Sylvester dug his fangs on his neck, and started sucking his blood.

Before the headlights of the car parked in the meadow could come on, he had let him slum on to the ground, he turned around and darted into the forest.

Abigail stood and looked around aimlessly, weeping, her arms were bleeding, injured by many sharp sticks, tears rolling down her eyes, as she looked around as a wanderer.

She swallowed the moment she saw him standing beside a tree, Sylvester claw his elongated fingernails on a tree, leaving markings on it.

“I am sorry, Sil” she cried out, choking with tears, he stopped walking towards her, he was trying to resist the urge of feeding on her.

She tried to step backward but stumbled to the ground, crying helplessly “I love you, Sylvester” she said, sobbing, the image of her and Mark surfaced in his mind.

He darted towards her, and slashed his elongated fingernails on her neck, and blood gushed out, her face look stunned, with her eyes widened in their sockets, blood drained from her face.

Her lips parted, keeping her mouth ajar, as she drew her last breath, before