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I could feel that I was laying on a bed and that I was slightly nauseous. Not a great start. I opened my eyes and blinked as I adjusted to the light. Immediately I met that dark stare of the man lounging on the bed across the room from me. I would have jumped but the air felt heavy and my body was dazed as if my blood had turned to warm soup. Instead I just looked back. My neck and shoulder was too heavily bandaged for me to turn my head in any other direction.
It was Victor on the bad across from me but he didn't seem to be wounded at all, just relaxing and patiently studying me. Like he was waiting for something from me. I dropped my gaze to my arms where tubes of various liquids fed into my arms. That might explain the hazy feeling over my body and brain. My mouth was dry and I cleared my throat.
"Been waiting long?" I asked. He shrugged as of if he couldn't be quite sure of the difference between a long period of time and a short one.
"The combat challenge was two days ago."
The combat challenge! I had forgotten about that. What had happened? I tried to turn my head as far as it could go to see who was laying in the beds beside me. I spotted Dani sleeping to my left with her leg all wrapped up and elevated and a platinum blonde woman to my right that I hadn't met before with bandages over one side of her face. She looked back at me and gave me a pained smile.
"He's just been sitting there waiting for you to wake up all day." she said. Creep. I couldn't see Trina anywhere in the long medical room, had she won my spot?
"Trina," I said turning back to the vampire, "did she win?"
A smile graces his thin pale lips for the first time.
"You killed her."
Shit. The mother Luna specifically asked me not to do that. I scrunched my eyes closed as hard as I could trying to make it not be true. I opened them again and saw Victor had his own blood bag and IV that he was casually drinking out of like it was a straw. Disgusting, I wish he wouldn't do that while he was sitting in the only direction I could comfortably look. I think I'm going to be sick. I closed my eyes again and tried to steady my breathing.
"Quit it, she's already been through enough," I heard a voice scold from my right. The vampire king ignored her. I heard long footsteps cross the room and a hand with all the warmth and softeness of a concrete floor slip behind my back and lift me into a sitting position. I peaked open my eyes to see him holding a glass of water to my lips. I complied taking careful sips.
"You shouldn't be so disturbed. I saw you taste plenty of blood yourself two days ago."
I pulled away from the glass of water to meet his eyes.
"I didn't meant to-I didn't think-" but I could find any excuse for what I had done. A little pink had returned to Victors lips from his latest snack and I could almost imagine I was looking up at the stoney face of a human if maybe not a very healthy one. His dark eyes seemed to absorb all the light from the room and they were a bit sunken with darkness around them that a regular person would credit to lack of sleep. He had a long angular nose and a thin dark mustache and goatee. My eyes traveled down his porcelain neck unmarred by any vampire bites like I half expected and to the collar of his velvet shirt where his strait black hair ended. He's a corpse I had to remind myself pulling away from his touch.
"I'll go get the nurse to untangle you from this mess." he said looking hungrily at the tubes that kept me tied to the bed. I nodded and turned to the woman beside me the moment that doors closed.
"Why is here?" I whispered.
"I don't know, he always seems to be where you are. Freaks me out a little bit, which is why we haven't officially met. I'm Sylvia."
"Elma," I said, "I didn't see your fight."
"I won it. But not before she could leave me with this," she gestured at the bandages on her face.
"Did you-Did you," I could hardly force out the question I so badly wanted to ask. I can't be the only one.
"No, I didn't kill anyone. My opponent was already patched up and sent home to recover the rest of the way."
I nodded. I guess the couldn't send Dani home to recover on the account of her leg.
"Jules?"
"Another victory."
I smiled in relief, but cringed at the idea that I might have been the only one to actually killed someone.
"Along with Pepper and Petunia," she continued.
I think I might have seen them around before, both solid color wolves.
At that moment the nurse entered to unplug me.
"Thanks" I mumbled as she took all the tubes out of me and I stood and stretched my legs.
"You should go get some rest and eat lots of iron. You lost a lot of blood," she advised. I couldn't wait to get to my own bed even though the walk to my cabin seemed like a perilous endeavor. I gave Dani a sympathetic glance. I'd be back to visit her soon, but I didn't want to wake her up now. One step at a time I stumbled out of the medical room and towards the kitchens.
I kept quiet at dinner and tried not even to meet the elf's eyes, just in case. That combined with the how looking at the vampire across from me made my stomach turn, I barely looked up from my food when I didn't have to. It was a pasta with more vegtables than I was used to. We must be catering this meal to the elves taste. I risked a quick glance at the plate across from mine. The Vampire king hadn't touched his food at all, but he didn't seem to mind whatever he was drinking from his glass. No, it couldn't be. My appetite vanished at the thought of him drinking blood at the table. Surely that isn't allowed and he's just fond of wine. Nevertheless I soon found reason to excuse myself to get some fresh air. Even in the winter, I prefered the outdoors to the indoors and the night air on the patio settled my nerves. A winter hush lay over the grounds where most living things were hibranating, but the silence was a comfort. Only the whispers of pasing servants and the crunch of their f
The next day every wolf was absolutely buzzing with excitement. The emissary from the elves had finally arrived. I watched in awe from an upper window as the small group entered the through the stone wall. Autumn had abandoned me and now the air had a bitter cold bite that seemed to not touch the elves as they made their arrival. Snow flurries clouded the air and landed in the fur of the guards standing watch but melted on the thin garments worn by our visitors. A servant noticed me as they rushed down the hall,"C'mon everyone must go down to greet our guests. Hurry!"he called as he turned down the stairs. As much as I hated facing the cold I desperately wanted a good look at an elf. I pulled on my brown wool coat and followed the others outside into the cold. My breath steamed in the morning air and the frosty grass crunched beneath my boots. I tried not to push to the front of the crowd as five elves slowly processed up the stone path towards the huge wooden doors. The Alpha stoo
I spent the next two days resting in bed. It was necessary for me to recover and to stop having such vivid halucinations and delusions as I seemed to have regarding the manner of Dandilions departure. I'm sure I would get a letter from her any day now. Still Rayven would show up at my door everyday and convince me to take a walk through the gardens with her to get some much needed sunlight. I found her constant chatter about the weather and what the next challenge might be comforting and when the day came for my bangages to be removed, I know longer felt shakey and paranoid. I sat stiffly on the crinkley paper of the med room bed as a gentle nurse unwrapped my shoulder and collarbone. The sterile soapy smell of the room brought back uncomfortable feelings that must be memories from when I was unconscious. "It's not so bad" the nurse said softly.I looked down at my prevoiusly mauled shoulder. She was right, my werewolf healing factor had done it's work. Some jagged lines of puckered
She lead me up to my room and promised that someone would come a long with my things later. My new room was a lot more private than the first. It was on the second story and I had a big window that overlooked the wall and where the forest met the grass. The window was framed by sheer lacey curtains. I also had a small emerald couch and a coffee table where a vase of maroon roses set. Hanging above the mantel over the fireplace was my favorite room improvement, a portrait of the Alpha. His intense eyes seemed to pierce me and draw me in to the painting as easily as they could in real life. I gently touched one finger to his painted cheek, but it had none of his warmth I crave so much.A scream wrung out through the air and I ran back to my window. Out on the lawn I saw Dani struggling to break free of the grip of the greasy vampire I saw running the front gate on my first day. She kicked and punched futilely at his face but it didn't stop his fangs from sinking into the skin of her sto
The kitchens were a little bit quieter now that most of our number had been sent home, but there were still pack members and servants bustling around. I collapsed into a seat and lay my head into my hands and breathe. "She lives!" Jules exclaims taking a seat right next to me, "I'll go grab you some food, sit tight." I mumble a thanks. The cool wood of the table feels solid and refreshing against my cheek. She's right, I should celebrate being alive, but something was holding me back. What do you call it when you have survivors guilt except you were the one who killed the person who didn't survive? Regular guilt? Jules slammed a bowl of stew in front of me."Eat up!" "yum." I reply, not matching her enthusiasm. "I can't believe the three of us all made to the last seven." I thought for a moment of poor Dani, but she wanted to go home since day one. We were all getting what we wanted, I guess.I took a bite of meat and potatoes and chewed. I was hungry, but my stomach hadn't quite
beep...beep...beep...beep...beep...beepI could feel that I was laying on a bed and that I was slightly nauseous. Not a great start. I opened my eyes and blinked as I adjusted to the light. Immediately I met that dark stare of the man lounging on the bed across the room from me. I would have jumped but the air felt heavy and my body was dazed as if my blood had turned to warm soup. Instead I just looked back. My neck and shoulder was too heavily bandaged for me to turn my head in any other direction. It was Victor on the bad across from me but he didn't seem to be wounded at all, just relaxing and patiently studying me. Like he was waiting for something from me. I dropped my gaze to my arms where tubes of various liquids fed into my arms. That might explain the hazy feeling over my body and brain. My mouth was dry and I cleared my throat."Been waiting long?" I asked. He shrugged as of if he couldn't be quite sure of the difference between a long period of time and a short one."The







