Part 15
Cassidy couldn't figure out how to use her magic to help herself escape. She had been horrified when Rylan had come into her room later with a human for her to feed on. She had tried to resist, but something inside her wouldn't let her and before she could stop herself her fangs had grown and she had fed. She had lain awake the rest of the night, shaking with fear and disgust after Rylan had taken the body away.
She had *killed* a person, drained them of her blood and life. How could she live with herself to survive this way?
She must have fallen asleep at some point. When she woke she was sat in the back of a van, chains around her ankles and wrists. She didn't see any windows or have a clue where she was going.
She just sat back, miserable and defeated. Her life was ruined. She was going to spend the rest of eternity as a slave to some cruel, snooty Night People.
Tears burned in her eyes, feeling like they were scalding flesh out her cheeks as they spilled. This was all happening because of the soulmate connection she shared with Orion. If he hadn't moved into her life she would have been able to continue being normal, blissfully unaware of the horrors of the Night World.
Cassidy knew she should probably hate Orion for what was happening to her now, but she couldn't. Instead she was just sad. She'd ever see him again.
She had lost most of the will to fight against Rylan and Lavinia for what they were doing. They were both stronger and more experienced, she wouldn't stand a chance against them.
How long had they been travelling now? There was simply no way to tell.
The van was stopping. Cassidy watched the doors open. She fought back a sob of pain when she saw they were on a deserted road with woods either side. A long black stretch limo was waiting. A tall, coldly handsome older man was stood by the limo, with Donatella Gold at his side.
The girl Orion had chosen over her.
She stared blankly, not sure what she was supposed to be doing.
"One slave delivered. Where's our money?" Lavinia demanded, stepping out of the passenger side of the van's cab.
The tall man laughed. "A true slave trader. Are you sure she's not a Redfern?"
"Hardly," Lavinia snorted. "I'm a *Weald* and half Harman." Her arms folded proudly.
The man handed her a suitcase. Lavinia took it and opened it. Cassidy heard her draw her breath. Rylan came round to the back of the van and pulled Cassidy out, standing her in front of the man and Donatella.
"What'd you think, Princess?" the man asked Donatella.
Donatella's head tilted. Another limo was arriving. "She's a witch who's been made into a vampire?"
"Yeah she'll last you a good long while," Lavinia put in, smirking.
"She's not perfect, but I don't know anyone else with a slave for their birthday." Donatella smiled sweetly and kissed the tall man's cheek. "Thank you Daddy."
The man grinned. "Any time. I have business to attend to. The limo will take you and your present back to the enclave. And your Redfern heir?"
"Will be coming to visit me tomorrow."
Cassidy fought back more tears. Was there anything more they could do to add to her misery?
Donatella got in the limo. Cassidy caught Lavinia's mean wave as she disappeared back in the van with Rylan and her money. She was forced into the limo with Donatella. The doors shut and the car sped off. Cassidy remained silent.
She didn't even react when Donatella undid her chains.
"It's Cassidy, isn't it?"
Cassidy simply nodded, slightly surprised Donatella had bothered to learn her name.
"You can relax, Orion and your Daybreak friends are going to show up to rescue you in about twenty minutes."
Cassidy's head shot up. She couldn't be sure she was hearing correctly. "What?"
"I like to be one of the good guys when I can be."
Cassidy didn't know what to make of any of this. Was it all real? "I don't understand," she said pathetically.
"I have a human soulmate too. They're going to fake my death, then we can be together."
Cassidy managed a weak smile. "Any more surprised to come?"
* * *
"So how much longer are we going to have to travel? I'm getting kind of hungry, plus my mom needs a report of the deal, and her ten percent," Rylan pointed out.
He drove along the high way, following Lavinia's directions.
"We'll stop at your place," Lavinia told him calmly.
Rylan glanced over at her. He was getting odd vibes from her. He couldn't quite figure out what. She had barely looked at him since the trade had been made. He had admired her coldness, her *evilness* for just a witch. She'd adapted so fast, to the point of selling her sister for an illegal slave trade.
He would have preferred to stop to feed, but she'd insisted they keep going.
"Get to your place and I'll give you a little treat," Lavinia said, smiling seductively as she patted his crotch.
Rylan smirked. Good enough for him. Lavinia normally talked his ears off too. She was oddly quiet now.
He pulled up in front of his own dark house. Lavinia kept tight hold of the suitcase as Rylan lead her through the front door of his mother's mansion. There were no lights on inside the grand foyer.
Lavinia hit the switch - and someone hit him from behind. The next thing he knew he was surrounded by black-clad figures and restrained before he knew what was happening.
"Lavinia - what the - " he cried out, looking towards her.
"We've been on to your illegal slave trade for quite some time," she answered sweetly. "The Council are going to tear you limb from limb."
"But you were raised *human*! You have no credibility with the Council!"
"I don't work for the Council," Lavinia said. "But even they were willing to go out on a limb with us Daybreakers for this one to stop you."
Rylan glared at her. The bitch who had been so viciously nasty...was a god*damn* Daybreaker?
"Get him out of here," she ordered.
* * *
Cassidy couldn't figure out how to use her magic to help herself escape. She had been horrified when Rylan had come into her room later with a human for her to feed on. She had tried to resist, but something inside her wouldn't let her and before she could stop herself her fangs had grown and she had fed. She had lain awake the rest of the night, shaking with fear and disgust after Rylan had taken the body away.
She had *killed* a person, drained them of her blood and life. How could she live with herself to survive this way?
She must have fallen asleep at some point. When she woke she was sat in the back of a van, chains around her ankles and wrists. She didn't see any windows or have a clue where she was going.
She just sat back, miserable and defeated. Her life was ruined. She was going to spend the rest of eternity as a slave to some cruel, snooty Night People.
Tears burned in her eyes, feeling like they were scalding flesh out her cheeks as they spilled. This was all happening because of the soulmate connection she shared with Orion. If he hadn't moved into her life she would have been able to continue being normal, blissfully unaware of the horrors of the Night World.
Cassidy knew she should probably hate Orion for what was happening to her now, but she couldn't. Instead she was just sad. She'd ever see him again.
She had lost most of the will to fight against Rylan and Lavinia for what they were doing. They were both stronger and more experienced, she wouldn't stand a chance against them.
How long had they been travelling now? There was simply no way to tell.
The van was stopping. Cassidy watched the doors open. She fought back a sob of pain when she saw they were on a deserted road with woods either side. A long black stretch limo was waiting. A tall, coldly handsome older man was stood by the limo, with Donatella Gold at his side.
The girl Orion had chosen over her.
She stared blankly, not sure what she was supposed to be doing.
"One slave delivered. Where's our money?" Lavinia demanded, stepping out of the passenger side of the van's cab.
The tall man laughed. "A true slave trader. Are you sure she's not a Redfern?"
"Hardly," Lavinia snorted. "I'm a *Weald* and half Harman." Her arms folded proudly.
The man handed her a suitcase. Lavinia took it and opened it. Cassidy heard her draw her breath. Rylan came round to the back of the van and pulled Cassidy out, standing her in front of the man and Donatella.
"What'd you think, Princess?" the man asked Donatella.
Donatella's head tilted. Another limo was arriving. "She's a witch who's been made into a vampire?"
"Yeah she'll last you a good long while," Lavinia put in, smirking.
"She's not perfect, but I don't know anyone else with a slave for their birthday." Donatella smiled sweetly and kissed the tall man's cheek. "Thank you Daddy."
The man grinned. "Any time. I have business to attend to. The limo will take you and your present back to the enclave. And your Redfern heir?"
"Will be coming to visit me tomorrow."
Cassidy fought back more tears. Was there anything more they could do to add to her misery?
Donatella got in the limo. Cassidy caught Lavinia's mean wave as she disappeared back in the van with Rylan and her money. She was forced into the limo with Donatella. The doors shut and the car sped off. Cassidy remained silent.
She didn't even react when Donatella undid her chains.
"It's Cassidy, isn't it?"
Cassidy simply nodded, slightly surprised Donatella had bothered to learn her name.
"You can relax, Orion and your Daybreak friends are going to show up to rescue you in about twenty minutes."
Cassidy's head shot up. She couldn't be sure she was hearing correctly. "What?"
"I like to be one of the good guys when I can be."
Cassidy didn't know what to make of any of this. Was it all real? "I don't understand," she said pathetically.
"I have a human soulmate too. They're going to fake my death, then we can be together."
Cassidy managed a weak smile. "Any more surprised to come?"
* * *
"So how much longer are we going to have to travel? I'm getting kind of hungry, plus my mom needs a report of the deal, and her ten percent," Rylan pointed out.
He drove along the high way, following Lavinia's directions.
"We'll stop at your place," Lavinia told him calmly.
Rylan glanced over at her. He was getting odd vibes from her. He couldn't quite figure out what. She had barely looked at him since the trade had been made. He had admired her coldness, her *evilness* for just a witch. She'd adapted so fast, to the point of selling her sister for an illegal slave trade.
He would have preferred to stop to feed, but she'd insisted they keep going.
"Get to your place and I'll give you a little treat," Lavinia said, smiling seductively as she patted his crotch.
Rylan smirked. Good enough for him. Lavinia normally talked his ears off too. She was oddly quiet now.
He pulled up in front of his own dark house. Lavinia kept tight hold of the suitcase as Rylan lead her through the front door of his mother's mansion. There were no lights on inside the grand foyer.
Lavinia hit the switch - and someone hit him from behind. The next thing he knew he was surrounded by black-clad figures and restrained before he knew what was happening.
"Lavinia - what the - " he cried out, looking towards her.
"We've been on to your illegal slave trade for quite some time," she answered sweetly. "The Council are going to tear you limb from limb."
"But you were raised *human*! You have no credibility with the Council!"
"I don't work for the Council," Lavinia said. "But even they were willing to go out on a limb with us Daybreakers for this one to stop you."
Rylan glared at her. The bitch who had been so viciously nasty...was a god*damn* Daybreaker?
"Get him out of here," she ordered.
* * *