Sylvia opened her eyes as soon as the door opened, letting Drake see what she saw.  She didn't respond to him, just gave him that image.  She wasn't going to let on that she'd been turned.  They didn't seem to know, and she wasn't going to give that ace away just yet.  Let them think she was frail and delicate still, she'd show them the truth they hadn't yet guessed soon enough.<br/><br/>As he appeared she cursed, shifting on the bed.  they hadn't stripped her, at least, though she didn't have anything on her but her own strength and wits.  She also had her ring, which they either hadn't -noticed- or hadn't decided to do anything about it.  that would've pissed her off, though not as much as what they intended for drake.<br/><br/>As he moved toward her, throwing jodie aside like an errant poodle and kissing her, she gazed up at him with wide grey eyes.  She was angry, not at him, but at the two women, and worried about what they had planned.  She watched him leave with Cassy, her stomach in knots, and shifted slightly on the bed.  She was fairly confidant she could break the chain, but she needed to wait, to time it just right.<br/><br/>WHen she saw the monitor and what cassy was doing she growled, and that was just -it-.  She grabbed the chain attached to the collar around her neck and snatched it out of the wall with a cry.  Jodi gasped and rushed at her, only to go flying into the wall once more, attacked by the fury of a newborn vampiress in a rage.  She didn't kill jodi, she -wanted- to, oh god she did, but she left her alive, coughing and crying in a heap.<br/><br/>Cassy and Drake would both hear footsteps, and the door burst open.  Sylvia appeared, and was across the room in a flash.  she wrapped the chain still hanging from her neck around Cassy's neck with one hand, her other fisting in that long raven hair.<br/><br/>"Bitch I will fucking end you" she snarled, fangs out, jerking the older vampiress off HER Mate with surprising force.  a second later the chain slipped, and she bit cassy, tearing at her throat like a dog with a bone.  This wasn't about sensuality or food, it was pure unadulterated RAGE.