After saying that, Ansir grabbed my hand and dragged me all the way to the garage.
All my struggles and rejections were futile.
When this man went crazy, no one could stop him.
Ansir simply let me get in the car, then stomped on the gas. The car rushed out of the garage toward the road downtown.
We didn't speak the whole way. The silence made things awkward between us.
I was trying to figure out how to escape from him—but it was too difficult. The vampire race's advantage was basically enough to catch me easily.
And Ansir, on the other hand, looked indifferent, his eyes cold as ice. I couldn't guess what he was thinking, and it wasn't until the car stopped that his gaze wavered.
I knew he definitely had a new trick up his sleeve against me.
Ansir glanced sideways at me, sensing the alienation and wariness in my eyes. "Get out of the car and follow me," he said, his voice slightly cold.
