Chapter 40
GPOV
Tonight is the night that we welcome the newest addition to our bloodline. My senses have been buzzing since Pamela and Tara went to ground.
Two nights ago, when Karedon returned with the infamous fairies, I was shocked and full of pride. My child and his mate are coming into their powers and I couldn't be more proud.
Two nights prior…
I followed him and the prisoners to their cells. We were currently holding the were-tiger and the two fairies, important pawns in this vital game of Chess. The fact that we are unsure of where Niall's loyalty truly lie is still bothered me. Therefore, I felt it was prudent for me to visit with my own maker to get guidance and to see if there had been any new developments.
Just as I was about to ask Karedon if he could take me to her, I stopped dead in my tracks as I stared at the most beautiful being I have ever seen.
"Godric…I was hoping I could steal you away for a moment." She is glowing in a white dress. The famous Brisingamen necklace seemed to be blazing.
"Goddess" I greet as I bow.
"Rise, rise. You are one of the oldest of your kind in this realm. I have much respect for you so you do not have to bow to me. I know that you mean to visit your maker. And I also know what is troubling you. However, Pythoness would not be able to identify the being in question, but I will. How about we go see her together?" She reached out for me to take her hand. I am frozen. I have never feared any being other than my maker, but now I am unsure of everything.
"Do not fear me. You are precious to my child and the maker of her mate. I would never hurt you, unless you meant them harm." I swallowed all my fear and took her hand. In a blink of an eye we are standing in my maker's private room.
"Child? I wasn't expecting to hear from you until the young ones have awoken. Is everything alright?" Her unseeing eyes grew wide as she focused on the guest with me.
"Sorry for the intrusion, but you child was so worry and I know that I could be of some assistance." Freya says.
"I never thought I would live long enough to be in the presence of a God."
"I am surprised that I am your first. But that is beside the point. Anything new on the vision front?" she asked of the leader of the vampire race.
Slightly shaken, but hiding it like the ancient she is, she shook her head. "Unfortunately, no. It is the same vision. Niall and Breandan speaking with a being cloaked in shadow. It is as if this being is being purposely hidden from me, but Sookie took care of that last time we were together." The mentioning of her name brought a smile to the Goddess' face.
"Let us uncloak this being so we can get to the truth of Niall's true feelings." Without any warning, she grabbed my maker by the hand. The Ancient One was forced into her vision. I stood there and watched as they jointly viewed the vision that has stumped us all for so long. After a few moments, the Goddess released her.
As she began to pace, mumbling to herself, I went to my maker.
"What a rush!" she says as I help her set on her bed. I held her hand as we waited for the Goddess' verdict.
She turns to us and says, "The being of your vision is Hela, the Goddess of Death. To make a long story short; as Odin and I rule over the honored dead, she rules over the dishonored. She is cloaked because she is ashamed of her appearance. Half of her body is dead and rotten, while the other half is alive and youthful. She was hidden from them as well. She wants to kill my child, thinking of her death as a way to conquer Asgard." She exhales before she continued. "I should have kept my scouts on her. I took pity on her, being the sibling of a snake and a wolf and having no one to love her, but I will not take an attempt on my child's life sitting down. I must return to Valhalla to discuss this with Odin. I will come back to you all soon to deal with Niall." Outstretching her hand once more, I kiss my maker's cheek and take it.
She dropped me off in my room, and kissed my lips. "Eric is lucky to have you as a maker." She disappeared before I could say anything in return.
Present day…
I finally get out of bed and prepare for the evening. Within 15 minutes, I am closing the door to my chamber and beginning my nightly journey through the palace.
Apparently, it is movie night. Everyone is gathered in the theatre, whispering to each other in small groups as the previews for upcoming release play on the 150' screen. I pause at the entrance at the back of the room. Raoul is just about to enter the room to join the nest, when he stops at my side.
"Tonight's the big night, I see. I bet you are just buzzing with excitement" he says as he takes me in.
"Yes to both of your assumptions. Plus, I will not have a new bond to add to the others…that will make four" I reply with a wide grin.
"Four? Having a bloodline that long is rare these days. Won't the children be a part of that also, making it six?" he asks. I had been thinking about this as well. I will have to discuss that with Eric and Sookie at the first available moment. Their births are only weeks away.
"I plan to discuss that with the parents-to-be. It remains their choice as to whether anyone else will be so closely tied to them. We will have to wait and see." Raoul nods in agreement as he sees the feature film about to begin.
"I won't hold you up any longer. Go and enjoy your family. I will watch over everyone in your stead." I nod and leave at vamp speed. I make my way to the security office and arrive just in time to meet Karedon as she reappears from wherever he was just moments ago.
"Good evening, Godric. I take it that you are ready?" To have so much responsibility, he seems to always be happy, a trait that I find admirable in fairies.
"Good evening. Yes, I am more than ready. What about the sun?" I ask.
"I have been instructed by the Majesties to bring you to the farmhouse, which has been retrofitted for some time now. You will be safe to roam freely."
"Excellent. Lead the way." I say with an exaggerated bow. A smirk ghosts his face as he grabs a hold of my arm and we pop to the Stackhouse home.
As soon as the fireplace comes into view, Karedon is gone. A fire is already blazing. I take in the living room; the furniture having been spaced out to accommodate any activities that may take place in this space. There is about an hour of sunrise left, so I head to the kitchen to feed as I may need it. One can never be too prepared.
Below ground…
SPOV
I can hear the footsteps of a single person moving from the living room to the kitchen. I know who it is, so I'm not worry in the slightest. Like any other time I wake, I cast a mental net out over the property. There are a total of four beings within the property line. Just as I was about to delve into my feelings on the other three beings, they disappear as they morph into love and lust.
A large hand with long fingers slides up my leg, starting from my ankle. It causes me to purr and shiver. As it makes its journey north, its owner enters me from behind. I gasp for air; being stretched and filled can do that to a girl.
"Erriccc…we have comp-" I try to say before he repositions himself in between my legs faster than I can follow.
"My maker is patient. He understands." He claims my lips before I can argue with him about being a good hostess. Slow, steady, and oh so deep. His thrusts feel amazing and I trying my best to be quiet, but I still end up moaning loudly as he slowly builds me up.
"Always so wet for me. Always so tight for me. Do you not know why I do this?" he whispers in my ear, licking from my lobe to my neck. His tongue continues south to my breasts where he such one of my nipples into his mouth. The sensations cause me to roll my hips, squeezing his cock in the process. He growls at me, letting go of my breast to bare his fangs at me.
"That is what I am talking about. Your pussy gripping my like that. You have spoiled me for any other. You know that right?" I'm to overcome to respond. His thrusts come faster and harder now.
"Answer me! You know it, do you?" he demands.
"Mmmhmm" I moan, but he lets me know that is not a good enough answer with a thrust I feel in my throat. I scream.
"You know you have spoiled me, right?" He grabs my chin forcibly, making my look into his eyes.
"YESSS! I KNOW IT!" I yell.
"You did it on purpose, did you not?" he asks me.
"YESSS! You are MINE!" I scream as I come, squeezing him even more as my walls clench and spasm all around his massive cock.
"YESSS!" he screams in return. He is not long behind me, roaring as his seed coats me my insides. We lay there for a few minutes, enjoying the afterglow. I'm panting while he is growing inside me.
"Eric."
"Yes, lover?"
"The sun is setting, your maker is in our living room, and we have a newborn to welcome to the family. I think we should save round two for later." I know he can feel my lust growing, contrary to my words.
"Are you absolutely sure you want to wait until later?" he asks as he pulls out and slowly thrusts into me.
"No, I'm not. But I'm blaming you for our tardiness." I say with a loan moan.
"I will gladly take the blame" He then proceeds to fuck me into oblivion.
One hour after sunset…
Eric blinks us into the living room, where Godric is patiently waiting.
"I see my child could not wait until later to indulge himself?" he says to me.
"Of course. I'm so sorry you had to wait for us." I plop down on the couch next to him and give him a big hug. The low growl that comes from Eric breaks us from our tender moment.
"Oh, stop it." I scold him. Godric laughs as we watch a shiver pass over Eric.
"Pam is awake. It is time." Godric and I rise from the couch. Eric wraps one arm around my waist and Godric places a hand on his shoulder. Then, we blink to the graveyard.
We arrive just as Pam is emerging from the ground. She dusts dirt of her shoulder as she shakes her long blonde hair free of as much soil as possible.
"It's about fucking time!" she says as she registers our presence. "What took you three so long anyway?" Eric and I look at each other. The silence was obviously enough of an answer, as she huffs. "The universe could end at any moment and it will have to wait for you two to get your rocks off?!" Godric blurts out laughing, the sound echoing in the dark.
I rush to Pam and jump onto her, enveloping her in a bear hug. She wraps her arms around me and squeezes me back.
"If I didn't know any better, I would say that you have entered the experimental phase. Am I right? If so, then I will be more than happy to oblige you in the art of woman-on-woman love making" she retorts. I climb down and kiss her cheek.
"Nope. Still strictly Eric." I tell her. I feel Eric's amusement. Pam and I move over to where Eric and Godric are standing and we wait. A couple of minutes later, a loud moan comes from the ground. The soil begins to move and a female hand reaches up out of the grave. I take a step to help, but Eric quickly snatches me against his chest.
"Remember, she is a vampire now. She must do this on her own. Have faith in her" he whispers in my ear for only me to hear. I nod and rest my head on him. She claws and grunts her way out of the hole. When she stands up, she looks all around her. She looks at her hand, marveling at everything with her new sight. Her nostrils flare as she takes in the newly found scents around her. All of a sudden, she is standing in front of me with her fangs down.
"Tara" I call as she sniffs again. Her pupils are dilated. Eric's arms tighten around me as Pam and Godric each move to stand on either side of her. She sniffs deeply.
"Tara. It's me. Sookie."
"Sookie?" she says and I nod. "Why do you smell so good? I want to eat you and not in the sexual way." She tries to move closer, but Pam and Godric each put a hand on her shoulders.
"It's the fairy side of me. You will get used to it." She nods and relaxes in their hands. "Don't worry. I have a surprise for you and Pam. Let's go back to the house."
We all make our way back to the farmhouse. Eric and I walk hand in hand with Godric on my left. Pam is a few paces ahead of us, keeping an eye on Tara. She is vamping all over the cemetery and front yard. By the time Godric, Eric and I made it to the front porch, Pam was still standing at the edge of the driveway.
"Tara! Get your newborn ass over here. Sookie said she has presents for us and I don't like to wait to open my presents. I will take yours if you don't get over here now!" Tara vamps to her side. "As your maker, I command you to never attack Sookie and to protect her with your life." We all witness the shiver that passes over her as the command takes hold. Then, they are standing on the porch with us.
I open the door and we all file in. Everyone, except Tara, who walks into the visible barrier only to be thrown off the porch. She jumps to her feet and snarls at the door. She walks back up the stairs, but pauses at the door. She examines it intently.
"So that is what it feels like to try to enter without permission?" I nod. She nods her head in understanding.
"Tara Thornton, won't you please come in?" I say and move to allow her entrance. Once we are in the foyer, she picks me up off the floor and spins me around.
"Thank you, Sookie. You are the greatest best friend of all time!" I laugh like a loon while the others watch with smiles on their faces.
"Okay, okay. Put me down and sit next to your maker." She sets me on my feet and vamps to the couch.
Eric takes the reigns as I take my place on his lap. "Tara." She looks at him with wide eyes. "You have been reborn into one of the most powerful vampire bloodlines in the world, which is also known as the Earth Realm. Your maker, Pamela has complete control over you as her progeny until the day she sees it fit to release you. Do you understand?" Tara looks at Pam, then back to Eric and nods.
"As your maker's maker, I by extension have absolute control over you as much as I do Pam as my progeny. I am what our kind refers to as your grand-sire. Godric…" he gestures toward him as he nods his head in greeting, "…is your great-grand-sire as he is my maker and has absolute control over the three of us. Do you understand?" She nods again.
"His maker is the Ancient Pythoness. She is the oldest vampire in the world and a seer. Do you know what a seer is?" he asks, giving her any opportunity to speak for the first time.
"Yes. That means that she can see the future."
"Pieces of the future to be exact, but yes you get the point." She smiles and looks at Pam for approval, which she gives in the form of a curt nod.
Eric continues, "By all intent and purposes, the Exalted One is the leader of the vampire race. She is highly guarded and respected by all. However, as part of her bloodline, we do not speak of our relation to her. This is to prevent us from becoming targets for anyone, vampire or otherwise, to try and control her. From Godric to Pam, we have all been commanded by our makers to never acknowledge our connection to AP. Pam will do the same to you now." He looked at Pam, who had now turned to face Tara.
"As your maker, I command you to never speak or acknowledge in anyway your blood connection to the Ancient Pythoness or this moment of me giving you this command." Tara shivers again. Eric was satisfied and continued with his tutelage.
"With that done, I welcome you to the family. The last thing you will learn tonight will be how to feed. Sookie will explain more." The eyes of both women, full of anticipation, fall on me. I stand and turn to Eric and Godric.
"Would you two mind going to fetch my presents?" Smiles spread over both of their faces as they vamp out the back door. I take the seat that Eric just vacated and explain.
"Tara. You didn't know this before, but I am no longer human." Her eyes grow wide, but she remains silent. "For ages, a war has been going on in the Fae Realm, in Faery, the home of all fairies. One side, there are those who believe that fairies should only breed with fairies and not involve themselves with other beings. The other side, there is my biological great-grandfather who is also the Prince of Faery. He didn't believe this and had two sons with a human woman. To make this story short for now, the leader of the bigoted fairies is named Breandan. He is currently in this realm and still hell bent on killing me because of my heritage. His two enforcers, both fairies and siblings, were recently sent to kill me." She gasps as her hands ball into fists.
"Oh, hell no! Tell me you killed them." She was sitting at the edge of her seat. Pam giggled, proud of the bloodlust she felt from her new progeny.
"No, I didn't." Disappointment pours out of her at my words. "I saved them for you and Pam." Both of them drop fang just as Eric and Godric return, each dragging a fairy behind them. Godric drags Lochlan to kneel in front of Tara. Pam grabs her should to keep her in place. Eric puts Neave in front of Pam. Tara growls as she struggles with the scents of two full-blooded fairies in front of her, filling the room with their intoxicating fragrance.
"Stop and be still" Pam says in a stern voice. Tara freezes and glares at Lochlan in the most dangerous way. I move to stand behind the two women sitting on my couch. Eric stands in between the fairies as Godric takes position next to Tara.
As the fairies regain consciousness, I address them.
"Hello, again. I see my security as treated you well while in custody."
Groggily, Neave is the first to respond. "Where are we, half-breed?" She looks around, recognizing the living room from our last meeting. Turning to her left, she sees her brother. "Lochlan? Wake up. Wake up!" He shakes his head and opens his eyes. Now fully awake, he tries to get loose. Eric punches in the face, breaking his jaw. As his blood dribbles from his mouth and its scent hits the air, Tara lunges for him.
Godric quickly restrains her, giving her an authoritative glare which calms her instantly. Neave cries out at his injury.
"I guess you will have to speak for the both of you, so choose your next words wisely. What say you to the charges I have brought against you?" I ask.
"I say fuck you. We do not recognize your authority and can't wait to watch your soul leave your body." Eric's eyes begin to glow as he moves to strike her, but I raise my hand to stop him.
"I acknowledge your response and will be sure to let Breandan know your last words. Since you are no longer useful, I guess there is no reason to let you live any longer." I touch Pam's shoulder gently. Pam turns to Tara, "Watch me" she says.
Pam scoots to the edge of the couch and snatches Neave to her. Slowly, she sinks her fangs into the fairy's throat. Neave's screams rouse her brother out of his stupor.
"Wait!" he yells. All eyes fall on him. "I'll tell you where Breandan is if you spare our lives."
"No, brother!" she tries to convince him, but he ignores her. I tap Pam, who relinquishes Neave for just a moment.
"Tell me where he lays his head, and then I will consider your request." I tell him. Neave struggles, but it is pointless.
"The being who originally told him about you is keeping him safe in their realm. We have never met with him there, but Niall knows where it is." My eyes begin to glow at his words. Before I can say anything more, Godric takes over questioning.
"When was the last time Breandan and Niall had contact?" he asks Lochlan.
"They haven't. Not since we…Fintan's death." I'm now fully engulfed in my light at his slipped confession to killing my grandfather. Godric holds up a hand to stop me from ending the fairy myself.
"This being…is it male of female?" What the fuck is up with these questions. I can feel the babies becoming uneasy, so I try to stay calm.
"Female."
"And when was the last time Breandan had contact with her?" Godric asks, but Lochlan doesn't respond. "Have you ever had to deal with a newborn vampire while restrained in iron handcuffs?" All the color in Lochlan's face drains out.
"He met with her around Samhain." We all look at each other. Godric nods his head and resumes his stoic position.
"Your information seems to be useful. Is there anything else?" I ask.
"Are you really heir to the throne?" he asks. A lot more respect in his tone.
"Yes. Surprised?" I respond.
"Actually, no." I smirk and mental give Pam the signal she has been begging me for since I stopped her. She latches on to Neave's neck again, teaching Tara how to feed as she enjoys the fairy's rich blood.
"NO! You said you would spare us!" he screams. Moments later, Neave is drained dry. The shell that was her body dissolves into golden dust.
"I said no such thing. And don't fret. Your master's fate will be similar…if I'm feeling generous." Pam leans over and guides Tara as she sinks her fangs into her first meal.
Author's Notes:
I know, I know…fucking cliffhanger. I'm done with Tara's first night as a newborn yet. Stay with me and I think you will be happy.
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*The characters in this chapter belong to Charlene Harris & Alan Ball.
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