It’s so late, I can barely keep my eyes open and Samantha brings me back to my suite.
“There will be day time security. Do not leave the house. Roam around as you please on the grounds and Cecile is there to make anything you wish.”
“Thank you,” I tell her, as she stands at the door frame.
She tilts her head before speaking again. “I know Warin can seem…”
“Rude? Manipulative? Scheming?” I suggest.
She shrugs. “Yes, all of those things. But I promise there is also far more to him than that. Just…just know that you’re safe here,” she says, shutting the door behind her.
“You better not go soft on me and trust any of these bloodsuckers,”Gus says and I sigh, climbing into bed.
He follows suit as I rest my head against the pillow.
“Don’t worry, I won’t,” I tell him.
I can’t lose sight of who I am, or what I’m supposed to do, even if sleeping in this bed, this house, is the most comfortable I’ve ever felt in my life.
Dreams flutter behind my eyes as I sleep. It almost feels real as cool hands push my hair off my face.
“Sweet dreams, my beautiful witch,” the husky voice says, and I know it’s Warin.
I’m not even mad as he infiltrates my subconscious, pressing lips against my forehead.
Disappointment floods me as my dreams shift away to something less interesting, but I sleep soundly.
More soundly than I ever should be in a vampire’s home who's holding a magical contract over my head.
Chapter 10
“See, this is what happens when I’m not around,”Betty chirps in my mind as she flies around town, trying to find the Slayer.
Most of my nest is out hunting for him, while a trusted few are back in the house, making sure that Ember is safe. Samantha, being the most trusted of all of them, that is, as long as she doesn’t expose any of my secrets to the witch.
That’s another problem for another day.
At least Ember is safe in my house. Her floral scent is soaking into those ridiculously expensive sheets Samantha purchased.
I smirk when I think about her pissed off expression when she realizes where she is, that I’ve taken her.
It’s better this way, at least for me.
I can go days without rest, and with her in my home, I’ll be able to speed the entire process up. She’ll have the skills to protect herself from my kind and she’ll fall effortlessly in love with me.
She’s already saved my life. She couldn’t help herself, or maybe she already holds affectionate feelings toward me.
My phone chimes in my pocket as I pull it out.
Samantha
She wanted to leave. Told her some slayer lore. She loved Cecile’s food.
I smile to myself again. Maybe this will be easier than I thought. Very Stockholm of me to have her fall for me this way, but I don’t feel bad about it.
Samantha
She also called you rude, manipulative, and scheming. So…
