The next several days consisted of Iona drifting in and out of pained consciousness. At times she would wrap her arms around me in pain, letting her nails dig into my back. Other times she looked eerily peaceful. Both sides of the coin scared me. I shared her pain with her, never once slipping my ring off my finger.

I watched as Iona drifted back into sleep. I know that I promised her I wouldn't leave, but I needed to speak with Trevor and Sypha briefly. I found Sypha sitting in the library. Trevor was swinging that damn whip around in boredom.

"Can you please put that wretched weapon away?" I asked calmly.

"Oh! Alucard! How is she? Is the illness finally leaving?" Sypha asked, jumping to her feet. I knew by her questions that she had no idea what I'd done. I shook my head no. Did I even have the heart to tell them? To tell them that Iona was now becoming a fucking vampire.

"So… Then what's wrong?" Trevor's loud, bellowing voice echoed around the library. It took me a moment to pull everything together. To find a way to say this without pushing anyone's buttons.

"I did what I had to do to keep her alive. She consented and she didn't fight me on it." I sighed, letting a hand cover my eyes. I could hear Sypha getting ready to speak before Trevor's voice took over the library hall once again,

"You sick bastard… You turned her, didn't you?" His words were like knives. I already didn't feel great about the situation and Belmont just made everything ten times worse. Sypha gasped and I let my arms fall back down to my sides.

"She was ready to die. I wasn't going to allow her to see that fate." I spoke out. Sypha walked up in front of me, a little look of disappointment in her eyes.

"I hate to say this, but… It is most likely the only way she would've made it out alive. I've been searching through some of these old med books to find that the average survival rate for Influenza is about 30 percent for individuals of her age. I can't imagine what you're feeling right now, Alucard." Sypha's words brought me a sense of peace. Even if she didn't like what I had done, it confirmed that what I had done was the only thing that could've gotten her out of this alive.

"Fuck. Sypha, why must you make me feel bad for everything I say?" Trevor interjected calmly.

"Because you never think before you speak idiot. And quite frankly, our friend needs our support. I think you always forget that this man rid the world of your most hated rival Trevor." Sypha snapped at him, walking in Trevor's direction. I watched as Trevor took the time to walk over to me,

"Sypha's right… If you love her, like you've shown that you do, you would've done what you needed to do to keep her with you. I can't fault you for that."

"Thank you both. I agree, I hate what I had to do. But I'm losing her like I lost my mother. I will never let another person that I hold close, slip from my grasp." I turned to face an open window, looking out at the landscape before me.

For a while, we sat together and talked about the world. We talked about their travels, and the trials and tribulations they had out in Targoviste. I hadn't really had a chance to catch up with these two, and it was a nice break from worrying constantly. Of course, I was still worried about Iona, but I was now facing my problems surrounded by my long-missed friends.

"If we were to be dying Alucard… Would you turn us?" Sypha asked, her head turned at an angle to question me. I could tell this was a question laying heavily on her mind

"Only if you wanted me to." I replied quickly, "That would be something I'd have to see in writing from each of you. I'd need something to reassure me that I'm not breaking my trust with either of you. If the time ever came, I'd probably still ask if that was something you wanted." Sypha nodded. I could tell she was thinking deeply about what to ask next, but she was interrupted by a soft, hushed voice.

"You said you wouldn't leave…" I snapped to look at her. Iona stood before us, her tiny little body flushed pink in color. She looked healthy, strong even. Before any of us could say anything, she walked over to us.

"Why do you three look like you've seen a ghost when I know you've all seen stranger things than that." Iona wore a sly grin.

"Are you feeling alright?" Sypha questioned quietly.

"I feel a lot better. I'm just hungry." Her voice was filled with joy and all of us softened our postures.

"You surely look better. Your skin has color and by the looks of it you have energy." Trevor interjected. I glared at Trevor. Even in light of the situation, jealousy was all I could feel when he talked about her like that.

"Well, shall we all cook together!?" Sypha's cheery voice broke the staring contest Belmont and I was having. Iona nodded and we all stood to our feet.

"We will join you two in the kitchen in a few. Go get started without us." I waved Sypha and Trevor away with a wave of my hand. Again the room was covered in silence. I shifted Iona in my arms, slamming her small body against the nearest wall. The look of being completely unfazed by my movement was the only confirmation that I needed to know that the transformation was finished.

"Well, that's not very kind." She interjected before letting her lips crash into mine. I grabbed the crook of her knee, pulling her leg up to my waist. Her kiss was hot, telling me she desperately wanted me at this moment. She took a moment to break our kiss,

"Lock the door." That was all she said to me. I picked her up and took her over to the door with her legs wrapped around me. Locking it, I laid her down on a nearby table; roughly pulling her ass into my dick. She moaned and that was the only confirmation I needed to continue…

I bit her bottom lip before continually kissing her deeply. I shoved my tongue as far as I could into her mouth. She in response sucked on it and I felt something twitch. My dick was creating a bulge in my pants. Oh, how I wanted to fuck her little hole so badly. For both of us, I could say for certain that we craved it since the first time we had sex. And right now, with Iona at the peak of her health, she was initiating it.

I looked down to see her grinding against the large bulge in my pants.

"You couldn't be any sexier could you?" I leaned over, whispering softly into her ear.

"And you couldn't take any longer to put your shaft inside me, could you?" Her bright blue eyes met mine. She wanted me and she wanted me now. I gave her the sexiest smirk I could muster before unbuttoning my pants and letting them hit the floor. For days, all I dressed Iona in was long shirts, she was completely naked underneath the white cloth.

My dick sprung from my pants. I leaned over to whisper in her ear once more,

"You have to be so silent, baby. Or else I'll take the effort to shove this shirt into your mouth. And I know you don't want to disobey me, Iona." I breathed softly into her ear, watching as the goosebumps traveled quickly across her skin. After a couple of seconds, I slammed my long length into her. Her silent gasp for air was sexy, to say the least, and I wanted to take more time fucking her. But I couldn't stop myself from slamming into her over and over again with a speed and force I now knew her body could tolerate.

Her little hole was so tight around me, and it felt better the wetter she got. I grabbed her hips in my hands and pulled her towards me when I shoved myself into her. She let a cry escape from her sweet lips.

"Remember my rule baby… You've got one more chance before I lose control." I knew her moans would send me over the edge, and to avoid my guests from hearing us, I needed her to be absolutely silent while I fucked her tight hole. But the truth was that I had already lost control, and it showed in how I handled her little body

Her eyes were tightly shut, but she was enjoying herself. Those little gasps that she couldn't help but let loose were what told me so. As I felt myself getting closer and closer to letting my thick, hot sperm loose inside her, I flipped Iona onto her stomach. Her legs straddled me as I continued to slam into her. I shifted myself so that my hand was around the back of her neck, shoving her pretty face into the table. I guess this shift in the movement felt good in her tight cunny because she let out a gorgeous guttural moan.

Before I knew it, I was spewing my cum deep inside of her. I never stopped pounding into her, I only stopped when I knew my dick was completely emptied inside of her.

"You broke the rule, Iona… You'll find out later what repercussions that holds, but for now, we need to go make dinner with those two idiots."