《Shy Walking Shadows; Book 1 of the Blood Moon Series》Chapter 80 - A Sharing Of Minds, Then A Slip Of The Tongue
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Faline
From what I've seen on other Vamps, their eyes are the same as the animal they can turn into. Dilation seems to range from person to person, but I have yet to see anyone with slit eyes like his. Beginning to wonder if it's like a special ability thing that Avina had mentioned, or if it's a deformity.
Either way, it's extremely creepy when first seeing it, but I just find it normal now. I look around the floor, blood having pooled everywhere. That seems to spur the submissives into movement as they hurry to wherever they're supposed to be or gathering up cleaning supplies.
My gaze lingers on it too long, I know I need to feed soon. My Vampire crowds close again as I look down at another ruined apron. Well, they're definitely seeing use if nothing else.
Catching the gaze of Maii who's off to the side, I motion to him that I need another, he smiles and heads off to get one. Nicolaus's hovering is getting annoying, so I look up to tell him so, again. My lips are captured with his, so I make a sound between exasperation and a growl.
I feel his chuckle against my mouth as he coaxes for a response instead of demanding it. Folding for just a moment, I participate, my lips softening as they open for his tongue, a slow unsure movement that he takes full advantage of.
I go along with it for a few moments, then nip at his tongue as I pull away, my hands pushing against his chest. Anthony's exasperated noise mirrors my own, helping to clear some of the fogginess that's determined to fill my brain. The Vampire sighs, tucking in close to my ear as he whispers to me.
"It would seem you keep getting saved by one thing or another, keeping me from what I want. Just remember that you have to sleep at some point."
His hips pressing close lets me know just what it is he wants. I'm surprised he has any blood left in the head on his shoulders with as stiff as his loins are. I snort as he nips at my ear.
"I believe that would be bordering on necrophilia then, and that's just eww."
Laughing, he finally pulls away. I help by pushing him back toward his wolf's arms, which he goes along for. Snagging the dog's arm, I pull it around Nicolaus's waist, holding it there and patting it before I turn to see if my sauce is salvageable.
Hearing the telltale sound of their kissing, I stay by the stove, motioning a girl close and telling her she's my guinea pig, to taste and tell me if tastes funky. She looks confused by what I mean, but she obliges me by tasting it. By her expression, nothing seems to be wrong, then she confirms that it's indeed okay. Good.
Maii is finally able to come up to me after they've left, handing me the shiny new and very white apron. That has to be a bad omen, I just know it. Not feeling like going all the way to the bathroom just to come all the way back, I just face away from the room and exchange them.
Not like the practically naked people around me will care. The boy even sticks to his manners by turning away. Avina and Kerry come up and wait for orders in the typical position.
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Snorting once again, I tell them to stand. Think I have an inner pig trying to come out or something. I look to Avina, going on a hunch.
"You sent Maii for Nicolaus, didn't you?"
She nods, looking down while expecting me to be mad and strike her. Touching a hand at her side, I thank her.
"That event could have gone in any direction, thank you. I'm sure your Mistress is going to be very cross with me, so I'm gonna try and keep my head down for a while."
This time, she snorts. I burst out laughing as her hand flies to her mouth to cover it, a look of horror on her face. Shaking my head, I pull her hand away.
"No, no. You're probably right."
I smile, and she gives me one of hers. Looking to Kerry who's looking at me in disbelief, my smile is shared with her.
"That Vamp shouldn't bother you anymore, I've done all I can at this point. Since you can read and write I'll ask if you can be in the kitchen more often. The three of you have been a big help to me today, and I thank you. I'm sure you've all saved my life at least once by now, and there's no way I can repay that."
Tears start forming in my eyes, but I blink them away. Looking over Avina, Kerry, and Maii, I hug each of them. They're all frozen in shock, so I leave them to it while I go back to getting food made.
With my body still stuck on human time, I can tell it's getting late by how tired I'm getting. Not to mention from all the excitement of today after being locked up for... I don't even know how many days now. Freeing, but tiring.
Avina notices my slowing down, and inquires about it, looking worried. Telling her I'm just tired and the loss that Nicolaus had taken from me isn't helping, she offers to donate freely, they all do, but I decline, saying I'm good for a while.
I'm able to put it off for another hour, then she insists and I can't say no again. Doing the whole counting thing in my head, the length of time changes. Well, that's not surprising now when I think about the poor nutrition they're all in. So much for that idea.
I do pay attention though, and when her blood flow slows, I pull back. Feeling a little better, I thank her. Better, but still tired. By the time the last chops are in the oven, I'm so ready for a nap.
Both human and other are shoveling them down as fast as they get them, even though they're paired with grilled corn on the cob and mashed potatoes. There were also potatoes and greens with the meat itself. I'm honestly happy that they're getting a decent meal, that I'm helping in some small way, but I ask Kerry if she thinks she can manage the last ones.
She's been watching what I've been doing since she came in, and it's written down, so she should have no trouble. The girl nods, watching me curiously. Telling her the notebook can stay either with her or in the kitchen, I sit down.
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Maii has been by my side since he showed up out of nowhere. He and the two girls, as well as the rest of the kitchen workers at the time, were the first to have the dish when it was done. I'd looked on in nervousness, but after the first bite, they all went nuts.
I'd laughed softly, glad it came out right. The humans, for the most part, were good after the first plate, the potatoes being super filling. The animals came back for seconds and even thirds. Maii had been one who had thirds.
I had asked him where he was putting it all, and he just smiled. Even now he's close to me, looking quite sleepy himself. Not surprising after all that food.
After telling Kerry that I'll be back in a few hours or so, I ask Avina to take me back to the room. She actually looks shocked at that. Not even giving her a chance to argue, I shift right there.
To my surprise, as I look up, there's a coyote sitting next to me. As the materials had pooled around me, there's a loincloth around him. Looking at him, he just gives me a canine smile. Kerry walks up and explains as I look a bit confused.
"He's still young enough that he can't control his shifting yet. Seeing you do so brought out his coyote. It's because of that, that the Mistress is unable to use him, as every little thing seems to send him into shifting. This whole time he's been with you is the longest I've seen him in human form."
I nod since there's not much else I can do, and walk over to Avina so she can pick me up, as I'm being lazy. Well, lazy and safe, since I have too many threats in this house to be walking around as a squishy human.
Not to mention Nicolaus's threat, I'm too tired to deal with his horniness.
I get carried back, the small coyote walking next to us. We don't pass too many people, the ones we do either give a very small wave or just ignore. Fine with me. It's not till we're stopped at the door that I see the giant lion, having dozed off in her arms.
Turns out he'd been in one of the halls we went down and took it upon himself to escort us back. Such a nice freakishly huge kitty. Once I'm set on the bed though, is when things go to shit.
I start thrashing, my jaw exploding in pain.
No, no, no... Not again.
My eyes go wide as I'm forced into human form. Arms feel like they're getting cut up, but when I look down, there's nothing. Then the air is knocked out of me, something hard going into my gut.
I start getting flashes. Kie is alive! But she's in pain again. What in the hell is going on?
Images of an unknown Vampire fill my head, his face twisted as he fights me. Me? My sister. She's fighting a Vampire. I gasp when my back starts throbbing viciously, soon followed by the feeling of my right forearm getting ripped into.
My body thrashes around as it tries to escape what's happening. Breaking out in a cold sweat as I hear someone calling out for someone else. My breath comes and goes in fast pants as I'm filled with adrenaline, my own mixing with the feeling of hers.
She's in pain, but from the flashes I'm getting, she's not the only one. I feel as if I've fallen off the bed and landed on my back, but it's still her. Then it really gets weird.
Elation fills me, the urge to laugh just as I had when in the kitchen and causing trouble. The ribs on my left side get shattered and I laugh all the harder for it. The feeling after however doesn't feel so hot.
Something rams into my stomach, followed by my jaw once more. It fades for only a moment before I feel them on either side of me. Not as bone-breaking, but still really hard. My frame jerks from side to side as I try to avoid them on my end.
There are hands trying to hold me down, calling my name, then screaming out when my ear feels like it just got hit by a metal baseball bat. More flashes are followed with the taste of blood in my mouth. Her mouth and mine, my own fangs sink into someone as her anger fills me, my own body fighting as hers is.
Confusing images fly through my mind before I feel a bite to my neck, screaming out some more as it feels like fire is being poured onto my neck, tearing through it. My hands feel as if they're covered in blood. I pick the knowledge from her brain that it's my sister's hands buried in the undead's back.
Fingertips touching on and pulling at meat, then my neck explodes again, right over the vein. The thought goes through her head that she needs to end this, that fun has turned to danger.
Fun? My sister has gone insane.
Well, can't really get away with saying that with how I've been acting lately. Relief flows through her instantly, her opponent going limp. I see a very big black wolf standing over her, but she doesn't feel of fear. She knows this wolf. He does look familiar.
The pain fades on my end, but I know it doesn't on hers. The last feelings are of extreme dizziness as she moves.
She's alive! My dead heart swells at the knowledge that she is still living and fighting.
"Oh, Kie, what are you doing now?"
My own body starts to settle and calm, laying on cool sheets with a body laying on mine. I hadn't meant to speak aloud, but the body on top of mine going stiff lets me know that I did. Shit. I bite my tongue and don't say another word about what's happened.
He slowly moves off, my nose catching scents of several different people. Nicolaus had been the one on me, the smells of Anthony, the healer, Maii, and even the Mistress find my nose.
Oh...fuck. This is gonna be interesting.
"Why is it every time I see you, you're in some kind of trouble?"
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