Only five had hit the target. Fifteen should have been announced as losers but everyone looked at Bella with contempt as if they had all won and Bella was the only one who had lost.
Bella gritted her teeth as she came forward. Her dark eyes looked at Gael with a challenge.
"You mean only I have lost?" her voice held hatred but he chucked as if he was amused by her rage.
"Why? You meant that you did not love?" she did. But she was not the only one. "Or you want to compare yourself with the world? If you will lose and die in the war, you will not even get the chance to see who else lost and compare your luck with them. Now don't be pusillanimous."
Her eyes bored a hole in the man's head as the vampires dragged her toward the tree. The dead body was taken off and thrown on the ground and Bella was tied at her place. Her hands were pulled behind her back and tied and then her feet were tied.
