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Chapter 9

Getting hotter …

Selin fell on the bed in exhaust. She has been feeling sick for three days, and felt unpleasant pain in stomach. 'Oh, what's wrong with me?' – she asked herself, turning from one side to another. Selina had lots of missions and assignments, Maya so kindly gave to the troop 'C', that hadn't time for illnesses. 'Maybe if I'll lay here for an hour, the pain will leave?' – she thought and settled more comfortable on the pillows and then took a book of witches' legends and predictions. As Selin was still looking for any information about the ancient power it was wise to combine rest with searches. Selina's eyes ran down the text and stopped on the engraving of the third seal. 'Perhaps it's here …'

She drowned into reading and didn't notice Dracula's appearing. He read the title of the book and then set near:

"I didn't know you like tales."

Selin flinched and took away her book:

"You scared me, count!"

"Scared? Am I so horrifying?" – Vlad smirked, giving her a gentle kiss.

"Yes, very. But you wrong about the book. It contains interesting facts, and as I have witches - friends I started believing in tales."

Then she put head on his chest and made a miserable face:

"Oh, Vlad, I'm so tired and I just want you to be with me now …"

"Your wish, my command."
He pressed her closer and breathed in the scent of her perfume.

"Have you got plans for this night?"

"Yeah, a lot … I have thirty free minutes. Then I must find my guys and visit the city scramble to calm some demons, and then patrol square four, I think better first to accompany Lady Willow to the Sabbath meeting before going on a 'date' with humans from 'Order of Light'. If the troop 'C' will survive, for tomorrow night we have other tasks in Los-Angeles."

"Only Valdemar can give you orders, Maya hasn't such authorities! As it says in England: He who pays the piper may call the tune."

"Ha! Valdemar!" – Selin turned on the other side back to Vladislaus, not to show him her emotions.

"Valdemar is weak, Maya knows it too well! And she wants to take us away quickly … She can …"

"So I won't let her to," – he whispered, kissing her face softly and making her to smile.

"I feel so comfortable with you and all fears leave. Sounds silly?"

"Of course not. Tell me one more thing …"

"What?"

"Don't you really meet with someone besides me?"

Sel made her eyes as honest as she could.

"No. And why do you ask?"

"Well … you belong to me, remember?"

"Am I?" – she licked his lips playfully, unwillingly comparing him with Van Helsing. Gabriel's lips were hot and wet because of rain and Dracula's cold and lustful.

"Certainly, I bit you and shared my blood with you."

He grabbed her masterfully, continuing kissing her neck, nibbling it teasingly.

"O.K., O.K., master."

Selin laughed, as this word sounded strangely. But count didn't see anything funny.

"Don't call me so, alright? I'm Vladislaus for you."

"Vladislaus … I love you, my sweet vampire."

"I love you, too."

Meanwhile Gabriel Van Helsing was seeking for all chances to get closer to the mystery of the words: 'Sacrifice will return me…", it was more uneasy for him than for Selin as he hadn't any keys. So the great hunter decided to address to Kiara. Yes, he knew where she lives, her telephone, and knew that this werewolf-girl will always help him. They became good friends besides to Ki brave and kind Gabriel was closer than cold and irritable Selina.

Kiara Moon lived in a big flat with her consanguineous brother Lovell. But now Lovell was in Milan, meeting with some of his thoroughbred relatives from his father's side.

"Hello, Ki, haven't seen you since New-York," – the hunter embraced her tightly when entered her flat.

"I missed you, Gabriel! What news?"

"Well, I killed few demons, annoyed witches from the 'Sun Circle', then your friend, whose name starts with 'S', tempted me … Crazy week, you see."

"Selin what!"

"Nothing, I need your help now, are you free today?"

"Yes … sit here," – Ki grabbed him by wrist and set on the sofa in the living room.

"Wanna drink? Tea, coffee, or something stronger?"

"No, thanks, first … do you know any reasons why underworld's in euphoria?"

Kiara took away her long wavy red locks, making Gabriel to gaze at her.

"I heard … but I'm not sure …"

He took her tiny hand in hers.

"Tell me, please."

Her brown eyes met with his, and she felt her chicks getting red. Van Helsing released her hand caringly. And Kiara hardly hid disappointment.

"Hmm, I know it's somehow connected with the ancient power, I suppose …"

"The ancient power?"

Ki told him everything she heard from Sel and Angelica. While listening Gabriel became gloomier, he was very worried.

"If I understood right, witch's daughter will release the whole power of the hell?"

"Yeah …"

"Damn it!" – He exclaimed just like Selin in such situations.

"We don't like this idea as you. We're devil's servants but we choose the world without him. For our children …" – Kiara pronounced calmly, making the hunter to become thoughtful. He kissed her suddenly, surprising them both. It was something special and so hot!

"A-a, excuse me … like an eclipse, you know …" – he said quickly, but she embraced his head with hands and returned kiss.

"Don't excuse …" – she waved with hand, calming her breath and heart.

Gabriel felt a prick in his heart: he still loved Selin, and this small romance with Ki wasn't good at all. But Sel is far away with his greatest enemy, why won't he take vengeance? He kissed her again foul of mouth, his hands making way down the buttons of her blouse. Kiara didn't refuse, forgetting about her lovely Fellan. She just followed his moves, moaning loudly. He was gentle, surprised with her wildness of a real beast. He forgot about everything, lust filled his minds. They couldn't control it anymore …

Meanwhile poor Fellan opened the door with keys she gave him few hours ago. He entered the living room and saw the half-naked lovers. His eyebrows rose on his forehead, and eyes became wolf-like.

"Nice, very nice …"

"Fellan! I didn't mean it!" – she screamed, covering her nudity with blouse in shame. Van Helsing hurried to do the same; in fact he was much more embarrassed.

"My father was right … You're just a pretty whore … follow your mother's way …"