The Vampire’s Servant novel Chapter 77

I got into fifth period right before the bell. I managed to finish the rest of school without a problem. Harmony and Val asked after Echo and I told them I had made sure she was tucked in before I left her. They seemed grateful that I told them.

Harmony didn’t say anything else about me being Echo’s only mate. She got Echo’s message. There would be no sympathy from me on this either. I was doing what was needed to keep Echo happy. She may say she loved us the same, but even I could see that she loved Victor more. I’d get there one day… I hoped.

While I was heading out of the building at the end of the day to go to my truck. I was stopped by Sean. He looked nervous and was having trouble saying what he wanted to. I really needed to get moving.

“What do you need, Sean?” I asked.

“I… umm…. Well, I just wanted to see if Echo was okay. Was she still sick?” He asked, scratching the back of his head.

“She had a migraine and needed to go home. Harmony or Val could’ve told you that.” I said.

“Oh, I didn’t really think of that. You just spend so much time with her, I thought you would know. Are… um… are you two dating now, or something?”

I could feel my eyebrow raise like Victor’s did. What the hell was he asking about this for? Was he in love with Echo?

“Yeah, she’s my girlfriend.” I told him.

“Oh.” He sounded disappointed. “That’s good, I guess. I better go, or I’ll miss the bus. See you tomorrow.”

“See ya.” I said and went to get in my truck.

I hated that I was annoyed by him. Maybe he was just disappointed because he wanted another friend who was single. I couldn’t get over the feeling that it was because he wanted Echo for himself.

The drive to the pack lands was filled with thoughts of what I would do to Sean if he tried anything with my mate. When I crossed our border, I relaxed. It felt like home. Not as much as being with Echo, but home in a different way.

On the way to the area where my great-grandparents lived, I saw some people I knew and waved. When stopped at a light, the person in the car next to me asked how I was doing. I loved the small town feel of our pack. Everyone knew everyone and we were all as close as family.

When I pulled up to the little cottage my great-grandparents lived in, I saw my great-grandmother pottering around in the flower beds in front of the house. She turned and waved with a smile as I was walking up the drive.

Ever since I was little, my Gammy had been my favorite of all of my great-grandparents. She was always baking something. Her hair was white as snow and she had glittering, pale blue eyes. Even though I was taller than her, and had been since I was twelve, she still called me her ‘little Gray’.

“Oh! My little Gray! How did you know that I made your favorite pie? I swear, you have some sort of pie tracker installed in your stomach.” She chuckled.

“Hey, Gammy. I’m actually here to see Grampy, but I’ll take some of that pie off your hands.” I winked.

She laughed and hugged me. I hugged her back. Werewolves are very family oriented. My great-grandparents had been part of my life as much as my grandparents had. They were older, but nothing seemed to slow them down for long.

We went into the house. Gammy led me to Grampy’s study. He was reading a book and writing something in a notebook next to him. When I came in, he looked up and grinned.

His hair had been salt and pepper colored since my earliest memories. His eyes were dark brown, like mine. He stood and put his hand out. I hurried forward to take it and give him a firm handshake. Grampy believed that a good handshake was the sign of a good man.

“What are you doing here, Gray?” He grinned.

“I… well… I’m actually here on business, Grampy.” I admitted as I sat in the chair across from him.

Gammy came in with a tray that had two large pieces of pie and two glasses of milk on it. She put them on the desk in front of each of us and smiled. I looked down at the pie. It looked just as fantastic as it always did.

“Your parents said you missed the last two family dinners because of your mate. Is she afraid of meeting your family?” Gammy chuckled.

“She actually got kidnapped. We just got her back on Friday. I was searching for her, then I was taking care of her while she healed.” I told her.

She raised her hand to cover her heart. “Oh, goddess, the poor dear. Is she okay? I don’t remember hearing about any girls in the pack being kidnapped.”

“She’s doing better, but it will take a while before she’s okay. And she’s not in the pack, Gammy. She’s not a werewolf.” I said.

“You smell like vampires, Grayson. Is your mate a vampire?” Grampy asked sternly.

“Kind of.” I replied. “She’s a dhampyr. Part vampire and part human.”

Grampy stood up and went to his bookshelf. He pulled out a thick, old looking book. He returned to his seat and I saw the title. ‘Shades of Vampirism’. He started looking through and found what he was looking for.

I could see that it was a chapter on dhampyrs. I ate my pie and drank my milk while he read about my mate. I knew he wouldn’t want to be interrupted. Everyone knew, you didn’t disturb an Alpha, retired or not.

When he was done, he pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. He closed the book and slid it aside. He pulled his pie close and scooped some onto his fork.

“So, are you here about how to save her from her sire, or how to hide her from other vampires?” He asked.

“Neither. She’s the servant of the Master vampire of the territory and her sire is the vampire known as Death. She’s safe from vampires. I’m here for another reason.” I told him.

He raised an eyebrow. “Is that why you smell like you’ve been rolling around on a pile of vampires?”

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