Lia was getting frustrated each growing minute of trying to pave her way forward. It was as if the universe was against her getting to Asher.
Does that asshole think he doesn't need her? Oh, she's going to prove him wrong after she saves his damn ass. She would not be the damsel in distress rather, he would be the knight in need of rescue.
The thought rejuvenated her and Lia began to kill with reckless abandon.
In fact, the way she slaughtered the vampires around her mercilessly made the rest of them shy away from her. No matter their ability, she seemed to find a way of defeating them so they steered clear of her; nobody wanted to die next.
The hybrid was like a goddess of death, raining her wrath on the earth and with each move she made, a vampire dropped dead. Nope, no one wished to die.
