The Vampire’s Servant novel Chapter 116

[Gray]

Last night had been pretty perfect. I never thought it could be like that. Echo was sensual and glorious. Her eyes were glowing the entire time she was with both of us. I was reminded of just how beautiful her eyes were when they were all lit up.

There was a shift in the bed and I opened my eyes to see what was going on. Victor was on his hands and knees over Echo and he was glaring directly at my face. Rex started going mad with the waves of anger rolling off Victor.

“Mine.” He growled.

I swallowed hard. Defending myself from a prone position would be difficult. I had to make sure Echo wouldn’t get hurt. She still appeared to be sleeping.

Carefully, I moved toward the edge of the bed. If he followed me, then we could be far enough away that she would be safe. I wished I had a pack link to one of the other wolves… then I remembered. I had one to the guys walking the perimeter.

Quickly, I linked Justin to go get Dillon and Jean-Claude and send them to Victor’s room with an emergency warning. There was nothing of him in his eyes. He was a vampire acting on instinct.

The edge of the bed was near. Victor had followed me, climbing over Echo and stalking me. I lowered myself the ground and crouched, still moving away from him slowly.

I was ready when Victor sprung at me. I managed to keep my feet as I defended my neck from him. He scratched my forearms deeply before jumping off of me. Rex worked to heal me as I kept a careful eye on Victor, waiting for his next move.

The wait wasn’t long. He launched at me again and started punching and grappling. I didn’t want to hurt him, but I had to make sure I didn’t die. I managed to shift into my half wolf form, it could take more damage than my human body, and started fighting back as best I could.

Victor was fast, he was strong, and he wasn’t pulling any punches. I felt a crack as he hit me in the ribs. I knew Echo was awake now, there was no way she could have slept through this, I could hear her crying.

“Stop, man. Your mate needs you.” I said softly.

“You touched what was mine. You’ll die for it, wolf.” Victor growled.

“She’s crying. What if something else is hurting her? Are you going to kill me while something else hurts your mate?” I asked.

Victor snarled and went to Echo. She looked scared of him for a moment. I tried to implore her with my eyes. She needed to distract him until someone could get there.

“V-Victor. Help me. It hurts.” She whimpered.

He looked her over, trying to figure it out while Echo cried. At least feral Victor wasn’t as smart as real Victor. It did the job, though.

Talia, Finn, Dillon, and Jean-Claude busted into the room. The vampires were on Victor fast. They held him while Dillon picked up Echo and got her out of the room quickly. Jean-Claude came to me and put my arm over his shoulder as he guided me out of the room. He closed the door and the sound of Victor’s shouts and threats were muted.

“Looks like you took quite a beating.” Dillon said.

“Nah. He was toying with me. Giving me hope that I could beat him before he killed me.” I told him, breathing shallowly.

“He cracked some of your ribs. Can you shift back to your full human form or all the way into Rex? That could speed the healing process.” Jean-Claude suggested.

I opted to go to my full human form. If I let Rex out, he would run right back into that room. I didn’t want to die because my wolf was insulted.

Once I was human again, Jean-Claude picked me up and carried me to my room. I tried to tell him I could walk, but he insisted it would be easier on me physically if I didn’t move too much. It was really awkward being carried, naked, to my room.

Dillon followed us, carrying Echo, who was holding on to him and crying her eyes out. He rocked her and hushed her. When we got to my room and Jean-Claude set me on the bed, Dillon let Echo go.

She helped me get covered with my blankets and held my hand. I assured her that I was alright, but Echo was blaming herself. I could see it.

“This must be why he came to ask me to train you to subdue a vampire. I think Victor’s been keeping the progression of the curse from us for a while. You don’t go from one small outburst to trying to kill a man literally overnight.” Dillon sighed.

Jean-Claude rummaged in my drawers and pulled out a t-shirt he tossed to Echo. She slipped it on. I was still in a lot of pain, but I could appreciate how good she looked in my t-shirt.

The cuts on my arms were healing more slowly than they should have. Blood wasn’t streaming out of them anymore, but they were painful. Echo took one arm and started licking the wounds on it.

“This really isn’t the time to be feeding, Echo.” Dillon said.

“She’s healing me. Let her do what she wants. Echo is never selfish.”

“Yes, I am. I’ve been selfish this whole time and done what I wanted, when I wanted. I put you in danger with my desires. I shouldn’t have done that. I didn’t realize…. What happened, Gray? Why was he like that?” She asked.

I explained what had happened. Echo started shaking. I realized she hadn’t washed her makeup off last night and it was now streaming down her face, in the places it wasn’t smudged.

“Angel. Don’t cry. Jean-Claude, can you take her to her room to clean up her face? I don’t have anything for getting makeup off.”

He nodded and approached the bed.

“Echo, go with Jean-Claude. Get cleaned up and dress for the day. We’ll go sit outside until Victor is asleep.” I offered.

“But, your ribs.” She whispered.

“He’s a werewolf. They’re probably mostly healed. He’ll be fine. Go with my mate.” Dillon urged her.

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