Phillip thought of stabbing Gabriel again, but then Gabriel wouldn't last the night. It was going to take all of Gabriel's strength to make it through the night with the first stab wound.
Holy weapons were more likely to kill mixed-bloods faster than purebloods.
Phillip stood up, keeping a close eye on Gabriel. It always amused him how vampires sometimes shivered like they were cold while others screamed that they felt like they were on fire.
"I didn't aim for his heart, but he might die. If you don't die tonight, it's going to kill you slowly over time. I will pray for you to make it through the night so you can go to your king. It is time to go," Phillip announced.
Any longer and they would have more blood to spill.
Phillip turned around to leave, letting the others be the ones to pick up Cassandra and drag her along.
Cassandra was better off enjoying the life she had now. Now she had to go into hiding and be helped to find her way again.
