Chapter 25- The Violent Violet

A few minutes later, Wade and Justin were headed towards their own room.

"What's my surprise?" Justin kept asking.

"You'll see. Just be patient," Wade kept saying.

"Is that blood I keep smelling?" Justin asked. "Or is it still Miz's blood on me?"

"I'm not telling," Wade said.

Finally, they reached their room.

And Justin was still anxious to find out what his surprise was.

"We're here," Wade said.

"Finally. What the hell?" Justin asked, his mouth wide open.

What he saw was a bloodsucker's dream come true. Inside the room were six women, all tied to one another.

And drugged beyond belief.

"How did you manage this?" Justin asked, his mouth watering.

"I had some help," Wade explained.

"Mmm," Justin murmured. "Doesn't matter. I can't wait to get my feed on."

Just then, one of the girls began to wake from her drug-induced sleep. "Where am I?"

"Somewhere safe," Wade lied.

"Safe? From what?"

Justin looked at her. "From me."

The girl began screaming. "What are you?"

Justin was beginning to get infuriated by the screaming girl. "Untie her. She's going to be the first one to go."

"Are you okay, Violet?" Wade asked, rubbing Justin's back and shoulders. "Be patient."

"Untie her," Justin ordered. "I'm getting hungrier by the second."

Wade reluctantly untied the frightened girl. "Don't move."

Justin walked over to her, his eyes beginning to glow an eerie shade of blue. "Don't worry. Everything will be fine, I swear."

Wade sat back and watched the show before him. "Take your time, babe. You've got five more to go through."

"It would go a LOT faster if you helped," Justin said, sinking his fangs into the girl's neck.

Wade gasped. "You don't mean—?"

"I do mean it—according to Heath, I think we'll go ahead with your transformation," Justin replied, finishing the girl off.

"You spoke to Heath? When?" Wade asked.

Justin smiled. "Before we took Katelin to Randy."

"Then do it," Wade told him. "Turn me."

"As you wish," Justin replied, his fangs sinking into his lover's neck.

Four women later, they finished feeding. But, since Wade was still a fledgling, he needed a bit more to eat.

Justin took pity on him. "I will get you something else to eat, sweetheart."

"Promise?" Wade asked.

"I promise—in fact, I will get you something now," Justin said.

Minutes went by, and Justin returned to the room with six more women. "Enjoy, sweetheart."

"Will do," Wade growled. "And when I'm done, I feel like scaring the shit out of Miz and Morrison."

Justin laughed. "In time, my pet. I've got a LOT to teach you."

Wade smiled. "I like that. But I've noticed something. All this blood around us, and not enough time to drink it. What's up with that?"

"In time, darling. But what I have a problem with is the way the Den is run. No wonder no one goes in there," Justin murmured.

Wade was still munching away. "What do you propose to do?"

"That is where Heath comes into the picture," Justin said. "I think with the three of us around, the Den could do better business."

"And what of JBL?" Wade asked.

"Make him our dog," Justin growled.

"Or kill him," Wade said.

Justin looked at him. "That would be interesting—no one would ever suspect we did it. They'd look right at Miz or Morrison."

"Why?" Wade asked.

"They can't stand him," Justin said. "I heard them complain about him the other night. I think it would be perfect if he suddenly died."

Wade laughed. "Then we can have them for dinner. Speaking of dinner, I saved you a meal."

Justin looked at the girl standing before them. "Are you afraid to die, girl?"

"No," the girl whispered.

"Good," he growled. "I was hoping you'd say that."

All that could be heard for the next few minutes was the girl's strangled cries of pain as her life was sucked away. The other thing that could be heard was Justin growling as he enjoyed this last minute meal.

While all this was going on, Wade decided to be the good boyfriend and clean up, taking caution as he disposed of the bodies of the other women. After he finished, he cleaned himself off and poured two glasses of ice wine and patiently waited for Justin to finish his dinner.

"Well, then," Justin sighed. "That was satisfying. Thanks for dinner, darling."

"No problem, Violet," Wade replied. "Wine?"

Justin happily accepted the glass and sipped at it. "Ice wine. Nice after dinner mint," he joked.

"I thought of something," Wade began to say.

"And what is that?" Justin asked.

"I see why you get so violent," Wade murmured.

"Okay, why do you say that?" Justin asked.

"Because," Wade said. "You don't feed all the time, and so, when your bloodlust kicks in, you go nuts and kill anything in sight."

Justin smiled. "Quite right, and you're going to act the same way if yours kicks in. But you don't have to worry about that. Heath and I will show you everything you need to know. Trust me."

"I trust you," Wade said.

"But," Justin said. "There is something else that makes me nuts."

Wade raised an eyebrow. "And what's that?"

"Me being away from you," Justin confessed.