《Lost in the Shadows; Book 2 of the Blood Moon Series》Chapter 95
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Faline
Two fans were brought in; an upright oscillating one and a box fan. Moving the box over to Elena's room, the other is put at the end of the hall to push out lingering smells and get the air moving. Might just leave that one down here for them.
Danica is once more in possession of the paper, so I leave it with her.
"How many are there in total? Fans I mean."
"I didn't count, but there's quite a few. I asked for the rest to be sent to your office, I hope that's okay."
I nod, looking at the next room on the agenda. It's obvious the young girl inside knows we're out here; her constant yelling having turned into swearing. She's got quite the mouth on her.
When items were called for Kell, everything was doubled, knowing this room will require much the same. Moreso, I'd imagine, since she'd been at the house for months whereas Kell was just a few weeks. Either way though, it needs to be done.
Actually debating on some kind of restraints for the girl, if all that threatening is a verbal testament to how she plans on acting. I can handle it no problem, but it's just overall easier if I don't have to fight with them. Nodding to the healer, I open the door, prepared by holding my breath.
Must be pretty bad, most of the others taking a step or two back.
"And this is why there's a fan at the end of the hallway. If it isn't already, turn it on high and point it outwards. That way it will draw the air that way and dissipate it."
Several nod and go to do it, wanting away from the smell.
"As soon as I get her out, set up the box one in front of the door."
Trisha nods, going in before me to unhook the girl. Following her, I keep an eye on Elena. A look of relief of someone finally coming to 'rescue' her. Guess you could call it that.
"Elena, I want to take you to the bathroom, but I need you to understand that violence is not a good idea. I don't want to have to restrain you during a time that you can walk freely for a while, okay?"
"Yes, just please, let me go. I need... I need something...please, I need it."
Thinking over things, I'm going to have to trick her in order to keep her semi-compliant.
"We'll give you what you need after we get you cleaned up. Are you hungry at all?"
She keens as she shakes her head, the look in her glossy eyes doesn't bode well. Looking to Trisha, she sees it too and nods. The IV's been removed, so now it's just untying her.
She’s also covered in sweat, added nose dripping to the vomit and other waste. Even with the silk ties, she's been fighting and pulling at them so much that she's managed to cut off circulation to her hands. Shit, I didn't think about that.
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Keeping a close eye on her movements, which are pretty erratic, to say the least, I loosen them. Don't undo them yet, rubbing at her hands to get the blood flowing again. Trisha does the same at her other side.
When I undo her one hand, she lunges out. Not at me, but at the older woman, swearing and accusing her of torturing her. I grab her arm before she can connect, and jerk her back to her previous position.
"Elena! You keep doing that and I won't give you what you need. You want it, yes? You need to control yourself. You will not strike at anyone, do you understand?"
She's whimpering while nodding vigorously, sobs starting up. I loosen my grip instantly but still keep hold of her. Watching her for a moment longer before undoing her completely. The poor girl stays mellow for the most part, not looking at the healer at all. Quite pungent as I end up inhaling, lifting her not helping one bit. Both her towel and sheet had been displaced, but I do the same with her as I did with Kell.
No time to call for a cleaner or damp cloth; I can hear her stomach gurgling. Laying a hand over her belly, I can feel it clench and tighten. Without any more waiting, I just swing her into my arms and make a run for it, putting Vamp speed to use. Halfway there I can feel the hot drips of liquid. Pursing my lips and clenching my teeth, I keep going. We reach the toilets, but not quite in time.
Bowels get expelled just as I set her down at a stall. She's whimpering and apologizing profusely, but I ignore it and help her onto the cold porcelain. Soon as I let go she's curling up on herself. Kell had a different stall, but can still smell his vomit. Within seconds, hers joins it. I leap back, but not in time to avoid most of it. Exorcist indeed.
Well, so much for the dress I've been put in. Leaving her to do her thing, I go for one of the showers. I'd jumped the gun, wanting to get it over with. If I'd waited just a couple seconds longer this could have been avoided.
Thessily and Leidolf had run with me but stayed outside. Lucky buggers. Pushing the straps off my shoulders, I work the ruined silk and gauze down and off me, kicking it at the wall as I move under a hot spray. How many outfits of Lady's have I ruined now? I've lost count. You'd think she'd stop putting me in her crap, but nooo. Seems to think I'm some kind of kinky doll.
From my waist on down and even splattering up over my belly. I make sure the water is hot, damn near-boiling. Scrubbing till my skin is damn near raw, I eventually move out from under the shower and step back.
While wringing out my hair, I make my way back to Elena, careful of foot placement. Her soft weeping can be heard easily, so I step back and go for a towel. Once wrapped in one, I step out into the hallway and call for one of the submissives that I remember the name of.
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I'm usually good with names and faces, but there's just so many. Doesn't help when they all seem to act alike, so there isn't much to tell them apart. That seriously needs to change.
"Yes, milady?"
I try to keep from scowling, but I don't think it works.
"My name is Faline, you don't need to use those titles with me. I'm just another person, just like you."
She nods, but I have a feeling it went in one ear and out the other.
"I need a clean-up crew in here and I apologize in advance. We didn't make it in time."
More nodding is given before she dashes off to retrieve whoever. Would be easier if they just rigged up a hose, that way it can just all be sprayed into the drains. Can take cleaner to it after.
Elena coming out of the stall has me turning back to her. Knotted hair hanging around her still sweat-drenched face - she's quite a pitiful sight. When no longer standing in her own waste, I move forward to direct her to a shower.
Once she has her feet planted, she's able to stand on her own. The scent of blood has me looking her over. Amongst the many colors of vomit and feces is mixed a blood red.
Violent expulsions can cause that I think, but more than likely it's from internal issues. The girl needs to be in a hospital, but since she's seen so much, she's denied that kindness. It isn't a large amount, so it shouldn't be too bad...
The blossoming darkness on her arm has me wincing. She's already pale and marked up, now I just added mine. My grab to her arm had been too hard. I can feel bad about it later though.
"Think you can get any food down?"
Elena shakes her head, but crackers will still be offered and coaxed into just the same. The one time a hypnotic gaze would come in handy and I don't have that ability. Leaving her to wash up, I go back to the open doorway.
When Leidolf starts growling several minutes later, I look to where he's pointed at. A female Vampire is walking towards us, nose in the air. Not one I recognize, by sight or scent. The look on her face is one of disgust. Seems to be the norm for around here though. She does a double-take on my wolf, ignoring the small leopard all together. Good.
Thessily is cowered down but her ears are pulled back. Moving forward, I put a hand on the wolf’s head. The strange female's eyes fly to me, expression going to one of cockiness. Gre-at.
Her gaze finally goes over the clouded cat and dismisses her, but she's really interested in Leidolf.
"Hadn't heard there was a Changeling in the building. Someone is holding out on us."
Soft, lilting voice, just a couple of inches taller than I, and vaguely oriental looking, she looks at me. A smirk crosses her features as she stops within feet of where I'm standing. Way too close if you ask me.
"Are you going to be polite and offer to share?"
I give her a bored look, crouching down next to him as my arm goes around his neck. He stiffens, but she doesn't seem to notice. Or just doesn't care.
"No, he's mine."
My face sinks into his neck, but I keep my eyes on her as I inhale deeply, putting on a show for her.
"I'm not very good at sharing. You'll have to look elsewhere for your desired treat."
The flicker in her eyes lets me know she isn't going to go quietly. The Vamps gaze jumps over to Thessily, but I hold my hand out for the cat to come to me. She does immediately, tucking in close to my legs, avoiding the other woman’s eyes.
She doesn't appear amused, and before she can inquire about the human coming out of the bathroom, I stand and shake my head.
"You will find no one available here. Go back up front if you want to sink your fangs into someone."
Eyes narrow at me threateningly, her expression darkening. Leidolf growls low and mean, lips drawing back. Since Changelings are a whole new thing to me, I have no idea if they have the strength and power to rival a normal Were, but I kinda doubt it.
"I suggest you turn around and walk away, unless you want several animals on your ass, and not in a good way."
Please don't call my bluff, please don't call my bluff.
T'would really suck if she did, since it would only be me and maybe the wolf. Thessily is holding her ground, but just by her expression, I can tell she isn't a fighter. Probably never was.
The woman bares her teeth and growls as well but backs off, taking several steps back before turning and walking away in a huff. When she leaves from view, I let go of the almost death grip I have on the wolf’s fur. Apologizing to him softly, my head directs over to Elena, who's leaning against the wall.
She may be in a drugged state, but at least she knew enough to stay out of what happened. A towel is wrapped around the pale body, so I'm guessing she's finished.
"Ready to go back now? Doesn't seem to be very friendly over here."
Head bobbing while she shakes, I help her get back to her room.
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