A Promise

I laid in bed for a long time starting up at the ceiling. The morning sun filtered through the crack in the curtains providing a small amount of light while my mind ran wild with its thoughts. Damon Syndril was not what I expected, could this be a trap? Is this all a game to him? And Deaken, how does he fit into any of this? He said he is my mate so this must be painful for him. To see me with the lord the way I should be with him must be killing him inside. It has been a few days since the night in the dining hall, I haven’t left my room since. According to Syndril I will more than likely be an emotional mess for a while. That is until I can learn to control them, so I thought it best to avoid everyone as much as possible. The only person that has been in here other than the lord is a cleaning ghost named May. It's odd but she makes the perfect servant, she never makes much of a noise and she can choose not to be seen. We haven’t spoken more than a few words to each other.

The peace and quiet has given me time to consider all of my options. I think it is best to keep my distance from Deaken for the time being. As for Syndril I have been feeding on him once every night, he says once I gain some control over my hunger I wont need to feed as often. He said he can only feed from me when we first met but he hasn’t taken a sip yet. I wonder if that is a telling sign of his age. I honestly wonder how long it has been since he last fed. I should ask him about that.

He left me a few books on vampire history that has helped me gain an understanding of what I am. I have even practiced using my hearing and smell. I try my best not to use my smell often because when I do I can always smell Deaken. It doesn’t seem to mater how far away he is either. I know it’s him because he makes my mouth water every time I catch a whiff. He smells of the earth right after a long rain, The fresh scent makes me want to go outside. Growing up outside was my safe haven, I laugh at the irony of it all. Of corse my mate would smell like my safe place. Being copped up in this room is starting to drive me crazy, I think. I don’t want to accidentally run into anyone else though, so I stay put. Snydril smells the way his blood tastes, rich chocolate with a hint of fruit and nuts. It is quickly become one of my favorite tastes.

I wrinkled my nose, I never thought I would ever say I liked the taste of blood. “Eww...” I say out loud to myself. “And Now I am talking to myself,” that’s it I have officially lost my mind.

“If it makes you feel any better I talk to myself too.” I would know that voice anywhere.

“Deaken!” I screamed, “What the hell are you doing in here!” I sat up throwing my pillow in his direction.

He snatched it out of the air faster than I would have expected for someone with muscles that big. “Sorry Lime, I knocked a few times, but you didn’t answer.” His eyes traveled along my exposed sink. “I thought something might have happened to you.”

I pulled the blanket up around my chest to cover it as much as possible. “So, you just barged into my room? What if I had been in the shower and came out here naked?” The red on his cheeks told me I had hit my mark.

“I uh...” He sputtered speechless, for once I had gotten under his skin. “The lord asked for you to start training today. The sooner you can protect yourself the better.”

The change in subject matter did not go unnoticed. Round two goes to Caroline! I couldn’t stop the grin I gave him. Let's see if I can win round three. I dropped the blanket and jumped out of bed. Lucky for me and not so lucky for him I like to sleep in nothing but a cute pair of panties and a skimpy tank. I think his brain went stupid for a minute as his jaw hung open taking in my pj’s. Once his eyes made in back to my own, he quickly covered them whit his free hand.

“Umm Caroline,” His shaky voice told me I had my victory in the bag.

I intentionally took my time to walk up to him plucking the coffee cup from his hand. I took a long sip before I turned and made my way to the bathroom. I glanced over my shoulder to take one last look at him, and I could see Deaken looking through the small cracks in his fingers. Oh yeah round three is defiantly mine.

“What’s the matter Deaken? Dose the cat got your tongue?” That last commit might have pushed him a bit to far. He advanced on me quickly. I really should stop underestimating his ability to move fast. He had me pinned to the door frame before I could shut the door. His woodies smell had my eyes fluttering closed. The warmth of his hand on my hip made me lean into him. Fuck I forgot how good it felt to be this close to him.

The stubble on his jaw brushed against the skin of my neck. “You should be careful little rabbit,” He nipped my jaw. “You have no clue who you are playing with.” He bit my ear lobe this time making me moan out loud. “I won’t play nice like the lord,” his hand closed around my throat. “Enjoy the run,” he looked me in the eyes for a long time before his added. “Once I catch you, you won’t want to be freed.” He leaned in like he was going to kiss me but instead he let me go. He then pushed me into the bathroom and shut the door. So much for winning round three.