Sylvia's POV:
"Geoffrey?" I was confused. "What are you talking about?"
Did Geoffrey hire this vampire to lurk around the pack?
From the way she said it, it sounded like there was some kind of deal between them.
The woman also looked confused. "You don't know? Are you not from here?"
"Just tell me! What's going on?" I twisted her hands behind her back and didn't answer her question.
She muttered more curses, but there was some sort of enlightenment that flashed in her eyes. "Damn you, Geoffrey! That old bastard didn't even tell us there were outsiders here."
"Geoffrey asked you to come here?" I asked coldly.
The woman struggled. "Why would I tell you?"
I whipped out a dagger and pressed the cold blade to her face. "If you don't tell me, then I would be sorry for that pretty face of yours."
Vampires were generally good looking. Both Ashley and the vampire in front of me had good features that I was sure they would be proud of.
Besides, this woman was well dressed-- even her hair was done up nicely. She seemed to care about her appearance very much.
Sure enough, when she saw my dagger against her face, she turned paler than normal. "No, get that away from me! When that blade touches my face, I'm calling the others!"
I raised my eyebrows and continued to threaten her, "Go ahead then. I don't mind breaking more of your teeth."
She was so angry that she burst into tears. "Come on, this was a fair deal. How dare you hurt me? Does Geoffrey want to break our contract?"
"Just tell me the truth and I'll let you go. What's your deal with Geoffrey?" I smiled politely at her. "You're not the only one who doesn't want to shed blood. I don't want to smell your blood either."
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