The drive to the house was uneventful and they got Mimi into the medbay metal cuffs that Samuel had made. The vein connection was in place and the strong drugs were dripped. then they took blood they both smelled silver but it was different from the usual. They put Mimi on a feeding drip and washed her. Samuel put all the binders on the different metals he could think of because the analyzer said Mimi had more than one metal. Damon came in a week later with his new wife Brianna. Brianna was a big-breasted redhead, a vampire princess. Colin had given leprechaun stuff to make Samuel do. Brianna didn't want Damon to even see Mimi. Damon didn't even want to look. They were really in love with Brianna. Brianna was a real woman, not a freaky whore. Samuel got the drugs done and Mimi had to be kept deeply unconscious because the silver bonding agent hurt so much that Mimi almost escaped from the shackles. 4 weeks later all the metals were bonded. It was time for Mimi to wake up.

I woke up. Samuel was sleeping in the chair next to me and Adam was on the other side, they woke up when I coughed. then they told me everything. Silver madness. apparently that nitrogen silver causes a nasty brain infection and without the right bonding agent, well it wouldn't go anywhere. They also told me I was no longer married and Damon had a vampire princess. Next to me on the nightstand were Damon's phone wallet and ring and divorce papers. On the divorce papers, it said under "cause" that the wife had been unfaithful to a human.

There was another paper signed by the elders confirming Damon and Brianna's vampire marriage and our vampire divorce. Samuel and Adam fed me and my health improved rapidly. We left for Missouri within a week of my waking up. I bought a house there and we went to fix it up together. Then it hit me and I don't know why and for what reason but I woke up three days later completely miserable after Damon had left me and I was in heat. I was as depressed as depressed can be and all I wanted was Salvatore and I was in heat. let's just say Adam outdid himself. Now get one overly hormonal yearning werewolf bitch in heat and then try to deal with the heat going forward when you're not what this bitch needs. Adam was a patient gentle, passionate skilled, after the fucking rush had been on for two weeks I got a fever. Samuel came in and cursed because it was another uterine infection, not bad yet, let's try antibiotics and heat treatment. I now had two heat treaters and neither was Salvatore. The heat lasted a total of six weeks, the third heat of my life and a record length. I was miserable, longing, yearning the whole fucking time. and it stopped when the heat stopped. My attitude changed.

Adam and I had a little discussion about fight clubs and my skills so I took Adam to the gym and we fought, Adam started teaching me, and we looked together for fight clubs to go to. I was still a flea. Fight clubs are a great way to get yourself in great shape. Good for the muscles and the body to relieve a little bit of pressure and rage. It's incredibly helpful to get your rage under control, to release it. It gives you clarity. During the day we would eat and Adam would work, I was already ordering things online. At night, fight clubs and gigs. Adam also got involved in more intense fleas and we planned gigs together. I made my own plan and showed it to Adam. We knew how to work together really well. Damon had gone to every house to get his stuff out of his bedrooms. It wasn't until I looked at our half-empty bedroom in Chicago that it became real. He wasn't coming back. Never. I wouldn't fucking take him. I started looking at Adam hard with that eye every once in a while and yeah we made it easy on each other in the bedroom but never in my bedroom. Adam and I had the most beautiful mating bond. We were a mated couple. And I was fucking proud of it.

I was back on gigs and my outfit was gorgeous. I'd got myself some work clothes. I wanted people to notice me. I always kept Lady with me at some gigs. Leather pants or leather skirts, low-waisted tight pants, skirt very tight and short. Boots over-the-knee high-heeled leather boots, black, all black. Long leather jacket, which was often open when I walked. Black leather top with the waist bare. A belly button jewel, rose quartz. The other clothes were black vinyl but these were the ones. The jacket covered the gun on my lungs and the outfit really invited the male gaze, never before had doing gigs been so easy. When you get men's attention the right way they lose their brains when all the blood goes downstairs. My fight clothes were black jeans, black boots or proper shoes, sometimes high heels. eels are useful in a fight, but they weren't acceptable in every club. pink tee shirt and pink denim jacket. Hair either in two ponytails or braids. My jacket and make-up were a Barbie color, so many people didn't take me seriously. I was more like a little girl or a teenager, as unbelievable as you can get. There were other female fighters in clubs, in their black shirts and full of angry attitudes. But Adam was dressed in all black with a black shirt and black jeans. Adam was certainly a sight to behold in a fight. Fast, accurate, deadly, clean, lithe, almost elegant. And he liked to play with his prey sometimes and let his predatory nature show. It was a great release for Adam.

I went inside the bar and identified my victim. my hair was now platinum blonde and actually extended past mid back, Adam didn't want me to cut it as it was part of the outfit too. I walked lazily, seductively to the bar next to the victim and was ordering when the victim ordered, a tequila when I asked. I sipped my tequila and the victim started looking at me quite hotly and touched me I leaned right up against him and blew into his ear. This should be a piece of cake. Then we left. I'm glad the victim didn't try to fuck me on the way and supposedly I found an alley to push the victim into. Three bullets. Two in the heart, one in the neck, and listened to the heart stop for sure. I holstered the gun and registered the victim as a voice behind me said " That was a great show, Mimi, I bet next time you'll fuck before you kill." Oh, Damon. I lazily turned around " Did you know I no longer care what you think Salvatore? We are no longer married. No longer together. Then I don't have to care. If this bothers you then don't follow me, go celebrate your marriage. I was just that, wait for it, freak whore, and the reason we divorced was because of infidelity with a human. Well, Damon, I'm glad you admitted your sin. That's what you were to me, unfaithful with humans." I looked at Damon with open hostility. He had now followed me and two nights. Looking like a poisonous snake every time I took a victim. It's just hard to see what I actually gave up for pussy. I had a new attitude for a new life and Salvatore wasn't part of it.

I continued on my way when I saw a car coming to pick up the body. Damon walked up beside me "Mimi really, we're being vampire married, you know that. Me and you always together and I'm telling you right now I will not tolerate that kind of behavior from my wife, that kind of attitude, come on Baby, I made a mistake, Brianna well it was a forced marriage, look we have a connection, you know it and I know it. Do you mind if I'm in a political marriage for the common good, the two of us? I know I took all my stuff away when Briana insisted. "

I put my hand up when I didn't want to listen anymore. "You wouldn't remember the other piece of paper, the other divorce paper the Elders had signed, saying our vampire marriage was over and done with, finished. No more. Brianna is now your new vampire wife. Go be with fucking Brianna and don't even think I'm taking you back. I'm just a freaking whore. Vampire marriage, dammit, I said. It's nothing to you but a means of control, nothing fucking more. Adam and I have a good thing going and you're not gonna fuck it up. We have a mating bond and it's beautiful, strong. Adam and I are a mated pair. What does Brianna like when you fuck other people or does Brianna insist that you be faithful, did you know Damon that I had a heat cycle on my third heat cycle and I was miserable because you left me for six fucking weeks with about howling after you and then I decided no more. Now believe less and leave!" I walked away briskly and left Salvatore standing in the middle of the street. It's good to have a new attitude.

Tomorrow was fight club and this was the kill-or-be-killed way I was looking forward to it. I finished the evening and night's gigs without a care in the world, and Damon disappeared. I guess it went to his thick skull that we are over. He made his choice. He left me, a sick fucking mess, didn't help me on the boat for weeks, and just shows up to drop off the divorce papers and fuck the whole fucking pack. Fuck the whole fucking Salvatore. I was just getting back in the car when Nick walked up. " Hey there luv, I heard you got divorced. Sorry. And you've got quite a fight club reputation, I think I'll come to see the Flea tomorrow." I smiled, Nick was funny "I've developed a bit of a reputation, yeah I just got my ex-husband off my back when the fool thought he could take me as his mistress. First, he calls me a freak whore, gets a vampire divorce signed by the Elders, then still doesn't help when I was poisoned and still comes whining to me about Brianna this and Brianna that."

Nick whistled " Did you say Brianna, wow...Salvatore's fallen for the trap. Brianna is the granddaughter of one of the elders, a ruthless, greedy, bitch. has tried to take me or Elias several times and always threatens war when we don't comply. I heard that Brianna uses a vampire potion to get men, it doesn't affect me, but Salvatore. It turns off the vampire switch in a way. Anyway, you look great, and I think we'll come to see you, I know what club you're in, there are so many good rumors floating around the flea. See you around." Then Nick walked away again like a world conqueror. I vaguely remembered Brianna from our wedding. Well, the princess got her prince.

I went to the house and told Adam about Salvatore, Adam said it well " So lie when you sleep, deeds and consequences. if Salvatore hasn't learned it by that age then so be it. look Mimi we wolves we demand our due loyalty. For example in sickness and in health. A good mate always takes care of his own especially if she is sick, now I don't know what the fuck was wrong with Bran and I don't even care. now let's eat and go to bed and see if we are tired enough or not". ... We weren't. We don't always need a night's sleep. We ate breakfast, went shopping, and did a little organizing around the house. We left at 6 pm to drive to the fight club. Oh that I was wired.

We went into the fighter's side I saw Nick and Elias but then came all three elders, Damon, and apparently that's Brianna then. Red-headed big boobs, and a surprisingly cheap whore looking, apparently not quite turned young. Brianna was tall and didn't carry herself well but walked almost bent over. One man came up to Brianna and kissed her on both cheeks. He was apparently one of the fighters. When I listened carefully I heard Brianna say " Make that little bitch suffer, rumour has it you can't kill her, but try it, send her to the moon eventually" Even Brianna's voice sounded like a whore. I had been so drugged up in our vampire wedding that I hadn't paid attention or noticed the whole bitch ..She was triumphant as Damon kissed her. Damon was expressionless, emotionless as he sat next to Brianna and then he saw me. Brianna was watching Damon closely now. Oh yeah, this is a test for Salvatore. Does he have feelings for me or something? Go ahead. I don't care.

This was demon night. I had a very peculiar way of weakening a demon that Adam taught me. I have small vampire fangs and the more I drink blood the stronger that side gets. Adam likes to use every advantage I have. He taught me not to hold back your speed or your strength and if you can get the opponent to give you strength, then you take it. So I'd sink my teeth into the neck and drink if it was good, if not then a good scrap, messes up the demons quite a bit that someone really wicked would eat them. I had already learned to drink quickly and efficiently, the idea being that you don't stick them in the vein and drink that way, but I always tore the vein open with my teeth and then drank. And quickly, there's a benefit to having my stomach stretched to 10 liters. Some demons when you've got a fucking good buzz. For example, the split demons.