Liam had held onto the other man to keep him from trying to run off while they drained his friends. The man hadn't screamed, probably because he was just too damn frightened to. It wasn't until Ainsley turned on him that the man seemed to find his voice.
The new vampire had no control, and therefore didn't know what it was like to take his time with a kill, to find ways to make it fully enjoyable, and to savour every last drop of the blood. Liam would teach him soon, when the cravings weren't so overbearing. When there was such a thing as being able to resist. Nothing was as bad as the first night.
Liam's prize was finished moments after Ainsley finished his second meal, and both men had dropped to the ground. Liam was quick to grab Ainsley's arm this time, leading him away from the scene of the crime. "We can't stay here," he explained in a quick, harsh whisper. "You can never stay around after."