Author's Note: It's been a long time since my muse gave me any ideas for this one but, having re-read it last night, I kinda remember where I want to go with it :)
Disclaimer: Don't own anything but Wena and the bad guys :)
11. Discoveries
Old City Sanctuary – Wena's Room
Wena sat quietly on the small bed in her room, clutching the letter Declan had sent her and going over it in her mind. She had read it so many times now that she could recite it word perfect. She glanced up at the corner of her room, wondering if he was watching her today, as she knew he had been recently. A blush rose on her cheeks as she thought of what he must have witnessed recently, especially considering what had happened with David and Helen. She knew that the Sanctuary founder was experimenting with her powers and, while she understood the reasons, she wasn't overly happy about having to perform like some circus freak. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she wondered whether Declan still wanted to be with her, given what had happened with the others. She knew that, if she really tried, she could probably get past the defences of the Sanctuary and go to him, but it would mean revealing more of her abilities.
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Old City Sanctuary – Helen's Study
Helen Magnus, Head of the Sanctuary network and 150 year old scientist, sat at her desk and mused about recent events. She had been more than mildly surprised when Wena had agreed to her experiments, and stunned by the results. Most succubae emitted a subtle pheromone that attracted a male to them to be fed upon, but Wena was different. Her ability, which Declan had quite accurately termed her 'seduction scent', was much more concentrated and controlled that a normal succubus. Helen had been interested to find out that Wena could turn the ability on and off at will, whereas a normal succubus could not control her pheromones. She was also amazed to find that Wena did not feed off her partners, although she did take some small measure of their natural energy to replenish hers.
The experiment where she had used herself as the guinea pig, however, was by far the most intriguing. She had been completely unprepared for the surge of desire that had shot through her when they began their experiment. Having only ever come into contact with regular succubae, she was not prepared for Wena's power to work on her at all, let alone with such intensity. The encounter had lasted all night and had been utterly satisfying for both women, but it had produced more questions than answers. Allowing her mind to wander back, she studied her own reactions to the mysterious woman and her fascinating gifts.
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London Sanctuary – Declan's Study
Declan leant back in his chair, his attention distracted by the video feed on his laptop. It now constantly showed the feed from Wena's room, with others available if he required them. His heart broke each time he looked at the woman, who had captured him heart and soul, looking so desolate. He had watched in aroused awe as she had seduced Helen, unable to tear his eyes from the screen as the two women explored Wena's gift. He ached to fly over to Old City and bring her home, making her his mate for life but knew he couldn't. Helen had been correct when she had mentioned the fact that there was no policy against inter-work fraternisation, but he still felt it would be inappropriate for him to be involved with an abnormal under his care.
And then there was the other issue...
No matter what she said to him, his self loathing over the incident with Claire had been with him too long for him to believe her words. And yet, she said she knew all about what had happened, that she had been watching over him all his life...
Of course, that raised its own questions, especially about whether it had been an accident that he and Helen had crossed paths. With so much to think over, he turned back to his paperwork, watching the video feed from the corner of his eye as he got on with the day to day running of the London Sanctuary.
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Old City Sanctuary – Infirmary
Helen sat in front of the infirmary computer, unable to believe the results that were flashing on screen at her. The results of the blood analysis and DNA breakdown were easy to read; she had done the tests so many times that she knew most variations of results. What she could see now, though, was completely unexpected and she was at a loss for words.
"Helen, what the hell does this mean?" Declan demanded, his voice slightly distorted by the speaker of phone.
"I'm not entirely sure, Declan, but it would appear that our guest has source blood..." Helen mused, thinking it ironic that their newest addition was continuing to surprise her.
"But how?" the Brit exclaimed, stunned by the most recent revelation.
"I don't know, but I intend to find out and that means I need to speak to Tesla..." she sighed, not sure she was ready for another bout of Nikola in her home...