Okay guys, since I only got one review wich named two shipping names, I relied on a flip of the coin. The shipping name is... Wolfshipping!
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Elizabeth's POV
I gently rubbed my swollen belly as I sat on the straw. I started to shiver from the cold, despite the fact that I was currently covered in a layer of thick, gray fur. Hell's not as hot as everyone thinks. It's actually cold. Very cold. I curled up and buried myself in the straw to keep warm, but to no avail.
"Honestly, can this place get any colder?" I asked in the direction of my stomach. The baby (who, if a boy, would be named Matthew, 'God's gift') kicked gently. The next thing I knew, I was drenched to the bone with water that had been thrown by ,who else, Camulla.
"Damnit Camulla, this place is cold enough without you throwing water on people!" I yelled.
"I just wanted to see if you were awake yet," she said, flashing an innocent smile. I growled at her.
"Careful, or your baby might have a rather unfortunate accident," Camulla said, holding up a knife.
"You ever come near my child and it'll be the last thing you ever do!" I yelled, flashing my fangs to prove a point.
"Whatever you say. Here's today's portion of the goat," she said, throwing me the part I had been hoping for: the liver. That is the most nutritious part of an animal's body, and God knows both the child and I needed it. I sucked the blood and threw the rest into the pile with what was left of yesterday's ration. I then walked over to the damp straw and collapsed.
a few hours later
The sound of metallic footsteps roused me from my slumber as a guard dragged some poor man to my cell. He opened the door and threw the man in with me before walking off.
"Are you all right?" I asked the stranger. He was a man of about twenty, with black hair and a fair complexion. His eyes were a deep blue, sort of like Aster's.
"Yeah, I'm fine, just a few scratches. Who are you?" he asked.
"My name's Elizabeth, and you?" I said.
"I'm Daniel," he said in a French accent.
"So, what're you in for?" I asked, smiling.
"Oh, I made a pact with ol' Satan for the love of a beautiful young vampire back in 1625. When that Van Hellsing fellow finally killed me my soul went into hiding. Well, let's just say that he wasn't to happy when he finally caught up with me. What about you?" he said.
"My boyfriend got brainwashed and I jumped off a building. I wanted to see him again, so Lucifer made me a black blood, being that I had been a werewolf in life. Well, in order for me to stay, Lucifer wanted my boyfriend's life. All in all, I saved my boyfriend, made sure he'd be safe, and the next thing I know, I'm here."
"You need to get out of here, you know that, right?" he asked.
"Of course I know that!" I snapped.
"Woah, sorry. I didn't mean to offend," he said.
"No, I'm sorry, I've just been moody lately," I said.
"Ah. No need to worry, it'll pass soon," he said.
"How do you know?" I asked.
"Because my wife went through the same thing when she was with child," he said.
"Wait, how did you know I was pregnant?" I asked, a bit nervous.
"We vampires can sense these things. It's part of how we choose our victims, ruling out those with things like the Red Death and pneumonia," he said.
"I see. You said that I needed to get out of here. I know why, but how?" I said.
"That I haven't figured out yet, mademouiselle," he said.
"So, are you friends with Camulla?" I asked.
"More than that, before she became corrupted with the powers of darkness, we were bethroved," he said.
"But then you and Camulla... Oh my God, I'm so sorry," I said.
"About?"
"I kind of... destroyed her. Please don't kill me!" I said, going down on my knees.
"Oh please, I'm kind of glad that you did. The Camulla I fell in love with was dead far before you killed her," he said, clenching his fist. I suddenly became sick to my stomach and collapsed.
Daniel's POV
I caught Elizabeth as she fell and then laid her on the straw. She looked just like Camulla, in such a peaceful sleep. I used to watch Camulla sleep like this when she was pregnant, until I found out the truth about our child...
Damnit Camulla, I won't let you Elizabeth's life like you ruined mine. I'm in this mess because I loved you. A love that you were obviously pretending to return. I swear on the grave of my father that I will stop you and get her and her child out of here.