The creatures turned, sensing his presence, and getting a whiff of his blood.
He flinched. How did they know he was there? He wondered as his body shook violently. Oh, no. What was he going to do? He had to... He had to get away.
But then, one grabbed him by the wrist, inhaling deeply, and yelled out in delight. "It seems we've been given yet another fresh taste!" Lucas's horror was evident in his horror-struck face.
"Let... Let me go." He said, his voice below his breath since his fears were getting the better of him. "Let me go."
Devon, sitting at the center, noticed attention had been swept to one corner of the room, and then, his nose caught a whiff of that delicious blood he knew well.
His gaze snapped towards the direction and he found Lucas, his eyes blazing with anger. In a flash, he appeared before Lucas, superhuman speed blurring his movement.
He grabbed the hand of the creature holding the hand of his lover and said in a heavy tone,
