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The Vampire’s Servant novel Chapter 51

[Echo]

Though I was awake, I didn’t want to open my eyes. I didn’t want to be in the place I knew I was. How long had I even been here?

There was no window, so I couldn’t tell what time of day it was. All I knew, was that the man would be back with another bottle of blood at some point. Tears formed in my eyes.

I hadn’t fought back the last few times, but he still pinned me to the floor and ground himself against me while squeezing the blood from the bottle. I hated how it made me feel, dirty and disgusting. Especially with the things he was saying to me while he did that.

How many times had it been now? Ten? More? I lost count. I just wanted to go home. I was starting to think I never would.

I heard muffled voices coming from somewhere. Opening my eyes, I got up and tried to track down where they were. As I got closer to the far wall, I could hear them more clearly.

“Please, master, I’m so sorry.” A woman pled.

That voice. It never sounded like that in my entire life. My mother was in the other room. She sounded terrified and pitiful.

“Do you honestly think ‘sorry’ is going to get you out of trouble? I gave you and your husband a simple job. Take care of my property. And you stole them!” A man shouted and I heard a smack and the sound of my mother hitting the floor.

“I… I can’t apologize enough. I know. Thom made me take them. He told me we could raise them for you and return them when they were eighteen. You wouldn’t have to do anything. He made it sound like you’d be grateful.” She whimpered.

“Funny. That was what he said you did, Verity. Right before I killed him. But, I won’t kill you. You will get to live knowing you caused your husband’s death and you will be punished every day for stealing my property. Now, tell me where you hid the other two.” He growled.

“Thom’s dead?” She wept.

“He was thinking of saving his own life, just as you were. Did you think that blaming him would cause me to let him live? You’re just as stupid as everyone warned me when I picked you. Stupid and selfish. You had money, a nice home, anything your greedy little hearts desired, all you had to do was take care of them for me until they were five. Was that it? You didn’t want to give everything up? You can’t tell me you loved them. Neither one of you is equipped to love anyone or anything that doesn’t give you something.”

Mom sniffled. “We wanted a family, but I couldn’t have children. It wasn’t until we were here that we realized what we’d done. Master, I swear. I’ll do anything. Please forgive me.”

“Where. Are. You. Hiding. Them. Verity!” He yelled.

“They left. They ran away after they found out we….” She stopped.

“Found out you what? Found out you sold their sister. Of course they did! You said you wanted to be a mother, but Thom told me what you did to Emily. Starving her, beating her, degrading her, letting vampires feed on her, and finally selling her to the highest bidder!”

“She was evil. I caught her biting her sister when she was five. I couldn’t just kill her. The other two would never forgive me. I kept her away from them. I kept them safe. They’re important and rare, too. It made her easier for your men to take her anyway, master. She probably knows where they are. That vampire used hypnosis to make us sell her. I just know he did. We were going to give them back once they turned eighteen. We were going to tell you where to find them and run. I swear.” Mom cried.

“What do you mean, ‘when they turn eighteen’? They turned eighteen three weeks ago. You stupid cow. Did you forget their birthdays?” He said in a snarling tone.

“No. You said May thirtieth and thirty-first. We kept it the same.”

“MARCH thirtieth and thirty-first, you idiot. That was when they would come into their full power. I was only able to track them because whatever you used to bind them started falling apart. Their power is more than you could ever imagine. You stopped me from being able to have them properly trained. It will take even longer to enact my plan now that they don’t know who I am. You will suffer for what you’ve done, Verity. You will beg for death long before I grant it to you.”

I wanted to stay there and listen to more, but familiar footsteps sounded outside the door. It was the man with the blood. I moved from the wall to the middle of the room.

I hated the idea of drinking blood, but I was starting to crave it. It was the only thing filling my stomach for so long. I was almost excited for feeding times now. Except for what the man would do to me.

Last time, he licked the blood from my face. It was disgusting and I couldn’t get the feeling of it off, no matter how much I scrubbed. He groped my chest for a while after I was pinned.

His hands were rough and he wasn’t gentle with me at all. He told me his boss told him I was born to be a whore for vampires and he didn’t see any reason I shouldn’t be one for werewolves too. I knew what happened to female dhampyrs, but I thought I was safe from that future.

The door opened and the man stood there. He looked at me slowly, his eyes trailing up and down my body. It made me sick.

“Got a new plan for this feeding.” He chuckled and closed the door behind him before crossing to me. “Get on your knees, bitch.”

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