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Chapter 3
He relished the rippling air as it flowed against his face and leather wings, it almost felt like he was alive again…
'That girl proved her courage…now I will have to test her trust and strength…like I would need to…' he smirked remembering how she stood up to him.
'I am sure she would have showed fear from the start right after I introduced myself…' his smirk grew as he saw his castle come into view at last.
It had been a two nights trek, and he was in need of rest and warm blood.
"Master! Master!" three shrilling cries pierced his thoughts as he gracefully glided onto the cold marble floor and transformed back into his human form.
"My darlings!" he responded opening his arms wide to his energetic brides.
Immediately they drew into his cold grasp, and cooed and loved on him like a child to a newborn kitten.
"I missed you my loves…" he purred kissing them each on the head lovingly.
"You were gone to long master!" Aleera slurred not wanting to leave her master's grasp.
Verona rolled her eyes and thumped the flirty bride up side the head and Marishka snickered as Aleera looked insulted.
"Can you not see…or is your lust clouding you vision? That our Master needs his rest…he has been gone for a month…and you coo on him non stop…selfish…"she spat her cobalt eyes flashing orange.
Aleera in response immediately stepped away from Dracula and cowered back mockingly,
"Oh, and I guess you think you have power over me?" she tempted her eyes turning lavender and her canines grew.
"STOP! Both of you! Aleera, she does have power over you, and Verona quit rousing you sister…now please…I, as Verona stated am in need of rest…so leave me in peace now…" he commanded wearily his eyes flashing briefly an icy hue. Aleera, devastated, flew down the hall, Marishka sighed exasperatedly and followed as well, but Verona lingered.
"You succeeded? I am sure?" she whispered walking by his side, supporting him as they passed the cold beacons of fire and stone.
"Yes, she is now one of us…" he replied wearily wrapping an arm around her waist and whispered,
"You would forgive me…if I were to feed momentarily upon you?" he stopped in front of his quarters and twisted her around to face him.
Indeed did look deathly paler and he seemed to be very weak, and besides that she was his first bride…and he meant everything to her…
"Yes, master, I would of course forgive you…" she smiled warmly at him and her mimicked her smile as she tilted her neck and pulled her hair aside for him and cooed,
"Drink and be at peace my lord…" with that, Dracula nodded his head and brought his mouth on her neck and pierced her flesh gently and drank from her deeply.
He pulled his fangs from her neck and kissed the wound and purred smoothly,
"Would you mind the honor…of accompanying me on this morning to eve?" his eyes were filled with lust and sly.
Verona let the pain pass, and straightened up a cool smile welcomed her lips as she replied gently,
"If it makes you feel…at home…I would mind the honor…"