I waited until he was just within reach and then I lunged forward and closed my hand around his wrist and jerked him towards me. I was stronger than I would have been if I were only human, thanks to the daily iron tablets and Eric's surprisingly tasty blood, but he was a grown man, and he resisted with all his strength for a few seconds. Frustration made me clench my hand tighter and the fury I had constructed around me fizzed through my arm and into his wrist. Next thing he jerked and fell at my feet, unconscious and twitching. I could smell burning, and when I let go of his wrist I saw charred flesh in the shape of my hand encircling it.
Well, that was new.
I leant over him, and searched through his pockets, and found some car keys, and the handcuff keys. I dropped them a couple of times before I could get the slippery little suckers into the lock, but I managed to free myself eventually. I felt for a pulse at James' neck, and it was there, but faint. He would live. Kind of a shame really, but I had no use for his blood.
I remembered the hired thug who had helped kidnap me last time. I'd technically killed him when I drank all his blood, even though he was probably going to die from his gunshot wounds anyway.
I was no murderer, but I would kill if I needed to.
I just didn't need to today.