I kidding? Aloysius would be vicious, but I knew him. I knew how he‘d react. I could predict him, control what I wanted to protect from him.
And I wanted to protect David from Aloysius‘s evil. I crumpled the note and tossed it into the garbage. With a small, resigned sigh, I looked back at David‘s sleeping form, then flicked the phone open and hit the voicemail button.
―You have one message,‖ the computerized voice said, and I hit play.
―Olivia,‖ Aloysius‘s voice called softly. ―Come home.‖
The compulsion gripped me, and the loathing swept through my body. My empty stomach churned, sick with hate and dread. But even as my muscles locked to obey, I sat, frozen.
I didn‘t know where ‗home‘ was.
―Come home,‖ he said again, and the compulsion blasted through me again. ―I grow tired of our games. I‘ve found a new place to live, you see, but I‘m missing my favorite little pet to make this house truly a home.‖ His voice was soft and cajoling. ―Write this down. One Summer Drive, in New City. Take the turn off the side road and you‘ll find me there. Come tonight.
Leave now. I want to drink from you before I sleep.‖
My heart pounded as the phone clicked off, and I wrote feverishly, scratching the words into a fresh piece of paper. One Summer Drive, New City. Turn off the side road.
I got up, dressed quickly, and exited the room. As I walked out, I opened the closet door and grabbed the bag of implements that David and I kept at the ready. The bag was full of crosses and holy water, and a stake. I snagged it just before my feet compelled me out the door, 84
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stole Noah‘s keys from the hook by the door of the monastery, and then made my way to the parking lot.
Come home , he‘d said.
I was helpless to do anything but obey. But this time, I told myself as I tucked a vial of holy water into my bra, I knew what I was getting into.
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Two men escorted me down the hall, their hands tight on my long sleeves. One held a knife to my throat in case I tried anything else, but I knew better. Someone cutting my throat would only be a pain in the ass, and was something I didn‘t care to experience again.
Stupid, stupid, I told myself.
I‘d managed to drive to Aloysius‘s new address, and had even managed to sneak around the building and knock his guards out with a quick tap to the forehead. Eight men now lay sprawled on the lawn, sleeping soundly.
What I hadn‘t counted on? Tripping an alarm when I tried to go through one of the windows rather than the front door. Stupid , I told myself again as the men‘s hands clenched harder on my arms and they dragged me forward. The alarm was new. I wouldn‘t make such a mistake again.
Provided I had the chance, of course.
They dumped me in a large room, letting me sprawl in a heap on the wooden floors. My limbs still twitched from the aftershocks of the tasering I‘d been given. The room was filled with people, laughing and talking in hushed voices, and I could smell alcohol. A party, then. I sat up, but a hand at the small of my back pushed me forward, knocking me to the ground again.
The crowd parted, and as they did, I caught sight of him across the room. My old master, Aloysius.
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He looked like hell. Though his clothes were ridiculously opulent and heavy despite the late springtime air, they were wrinkled despite their finery. His skin was sickly pale and his black hair lay in tangles around his face, as if he no longer cared to groom himself. The vampire‘s eyes were red, signifying his hunger, and so bloodshot that they looked like pools of blood in his face.
My shock at his appearance must have shown. In all the years I had known him, Aloysius had always been meticulously groomed…but then again, it had been my job to take care of his clothing and appearance. Had he let himself go while I was gone because he missed me?
Unease clenched in my
And I wanted to protect David from Aloysius‘s evil. I crumpled the note and tossed it into the garbage. With a small, resigned sigh, I looked back at David‘s sleeping form, then flicked the phone open and hit the voicemail button.
―You have one message,‖ the computerized voice said, and I hit play.
―Olivia,‖ Aloysius‘s voice called softly. ―Come home.‖
The compulsion gripped me, and the loathing swept through my body. My empty stomach churned, sick with hate and dread. But even as my muscles locked to obey, I sat, frozen.
I didn‘t know where ‗home‘ was.
―Come home,‖ he said again, and the compulsion blasted through me again. ―I grow tired of our games. I‘ve found a new place to live, you see, but I‘m missing my favorite little pet to make this house truly a home.‖ His voice was soft and cajoling. ―Write this down. One Summer Drive, in New City. Take the turn off the side road and you‘ll find me there. Come tonight.
Leave now. I want to drink from you before I sleep.‖
My heart pounded as the phone clicked off, and I wrote feverishly, scratching the words into a fresh piece of paper. One Summer Drive, New City. Turn off the side road.
I got up, dressed quickly, and exited the room. As I walked out, I opened the closet door and grabbed the bag of implements that David and I kept at the ready. The bag was full of crosses and holy water, and a stake. I snagged it just before my feet compelled me out the door, 84
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stole Noah‘s keys from the hook by the door of the monastery, and then made my way to the parking lot.
Come home , he‘d said.
I was helpless to do anything but obey. But this time, I told myself as I tucked a vial of holy water into my bra, I knew what I was getting into.
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Chapter Five
Two men escorted me down the hall, their hands tight on my long sleeves. One held a knife to my throat in case I tried anything else, but I knew better. Someone cutting my throat would only be a pain in the ass, and was something I didn‘t care to experience again.
Stupid, stupid, I told myself.
I‘d managed to drive to Aloysius‘s new address, and had even managed to sneak around the building and knock his guards out with a quick tap to the forehead. Eight men now lay sprawled on the lawn, sleeping soundly.
What I hadn‘t counted on? Tripping an alarm when I tried to go through one of the windows rather than the front door. Stupid , I told myself again as the men‘s hands clenched harder on my arms and they dragged me forward. The alarm was new. I wouldn‘t make such a mistake again.
Provided I had the chance, of course.
They dumped me in a large room, letting me sprawl in a heap on the wooden floors. My limbs still twitched from the aftershocks of the tasering I‘d been given. The room was filled with people, laughing and talking in hushed voices, and I could smell alcohol. A party, then. I sat up, but a hand at the small of my back pushed me forward, knocking me to the ground again.
The crowd parted, and as they did, I caught sight of him across the room. My old master, Aloysius.
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He looked like hell. Though his clothes were ridiculously opulent and heavy despite the late springtime air, they were wrinkled despite their finery. His skin was sickly pale and his black hair lay in tangles around his face, as if he no longer cared to groom himself. The vampire‘s eyes were red, signifying his hunger, and so bloodshot that they looked like pools of blood in his face.
My shock at his appearance must have shown. In all the years I had known him, Aloysius had always been meticulously groomed…but then again, it had been my job to take care of his clothing and appearance. Had he let himself go while I was gone because he missed me?
Unease clenched in my
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