Huntress

I stirred awake opening my eyes to see myself in an unfamiliar room. I bolted into an upright position, immediately regretting as the room tilted, I threw out a hand to balance myself.

“Easy Ro,” Sam said calmly next to me, grabbing me to keep me from falling off the bed.

I turned to her, “what happened?”

“Well apparently with everything that has happened since the poisoning your body was shutting down. When the vamp drank your blood it pushed you over the edge. You’ve been asleep for two day.”

“T-two days. That cannot be right. How did we wasted that much time?!” I exclaimed trying to get out of the bed but felt the room rocked.

“Ro stopped, you are not recovered yet. You need to rest.You are no good to anyone right now so there is no point in going anywhere yet. Sean’s dad allowed us to stay here while you recover. He already changed your deal.”

“What!? What do you mean-“

“Its ok, its better now, he isn’t taking any more blood meals but he is still giving you everything he agreed on. He said it had to do with feeding on the weak, its against vampire code and it wouldn’t be right to take more blood from you after his mistake.”

I dropped back onto the pillows, “well I guess it worked out then but we need those answers now so we can figure out our next step.”

Sam lowered her eyes, her hands folds in her lap where she sat in a chair, my eyes narrowed.

“You know.”

“Ro” Sam pleaded.

“Who is it?”

“I think you should wait until-“

“Who. Is. It.”

“Michael. He asked for a still living summoners name and contact info one who knew of the ancient summoning arts.”

“So we need to find that summoner, he controls the hellhounds he was hired to send after me.”

“It is not going to be that easy, Ro. We have no idea what Michael gave in exchange for the summoner’s help.For all we know when we find the summoner he will kill you himself. Also Stephan said that contacting this particular summoner isn’t easy, he moves from place after each contact with someone from the outside world. He is very powerful as well.”

“How do you get in contact with him then?”

“A call spell of some sort.”

“Please tell me that spell was included in my deal.”

Sam grinned, “It was, remember all the information given was part of the deal.”

I smiled back, “see I am not completely useless.”

“Shocking,” she said, “let me tell the boys your up and get you something to eat.”

I waited until she was gone before I got out of bed, feeling better then when I initially woke up. I stood before a mirror of a dresser and studied myself. I was pale with dark circles around my eyes, my lips almost colorless. I tilted my head to the side to see a bandage on my neck; slowly I peeled it back to reveal two scabbed over puncture wounds, dark against my skin. My fingers touched them gingerly, memories of the pleasure flooding my system. I jerked my hand back before quickly tossing the bandage in the small trashcan.

I shifted when the door reopened and Sam walked in with a tray, “you are suppose to be resting.”

“I know, I know.”

I climbed back into the bed for Sam’s sake and allowed her to plump my pillows before putting the tray in my lap. I glanced at the contents, a tall glass of orange juice, a bowl of chicken broth and a bread roll, yum. I wrinkled my nose mainly because I was sure I was going to throw it all up.

“Just eat it.”

I sighed and took a spoonful of chicken brother shocked by how my stomach seemed to settle with it. I finished my soup and bread quickly and only drank a few sips of the orange juice.

“Your juice.”

“I hate OJ and you know it.”

“Its good for you,” Sam retorted standing over me with her hands on her hips like a mother hen.

“I agree OJ isn’t that great,” Sean popped his head into the room, “feeling better?”

“Much, thank you.”

“No problem, dad was feeling pretty guilty,” he said plopping down on the bed next to me while Sam sat on the window seat.

“It isn’t his fault, he didn’t know.

“He should have noticed, but he was too focus on getting to drink your blood to realize your body’s condition.”

I rubbed my eyes, “can we talk about something else please. Like Michael and how to get a hold of this summoner. There are two ways this could go, either he answers thinking its Michael or he panics because he is being called too much and disappears underground for good. I am assuming the call spell is generic so he wont knows who is on the other end. Where are the boys anyways?”

“Downstairs staring at the wonder of TV and Christmas movies,” Sean said with a grin plastered to his face.

I laughed, “your kidding.”

“Actually he isn’t they have seen I think about every Christmas movie ever made. I had to unplug the TV just to get them to go to sleep,” Sam added with a grin of her own.

“At least they aren’t having culture shock,” I muttered, “so this spell?”

Sean groaned, “you aren’t going to let this go are you?”

“Of course not. The fact that the hellhounds have not been brought to this realm and have not found me yet means they have no way to communicate with their summoner.”

Sean cleared his throat, “actually they have been roaming the town looking for you since yesterday morning. We have counted 6 hellhounds total, they haven’t found you because my father has had the vampires throwing off enough vampire pheromones to sedate an elephant.”

“Why? Why is he protecting me?”

“Because when he took your blood in your weaken state he made you unable to defend yourself. He is under vampire code of honor to protect you until you are healthy again.”

“Huh but once I can defend myself he is no longer held by his code and could give me up if he wanted.”

“If he wanted but it would be against his favor to do so. You are an heir and if he protected your life past his obligations, he could possible try to seek a life debt from you in the future.”

“If he protects my life without me asking, then he does it by his own violation and I am not under any obligation to give him a life debt.”

Sean kissed my cheek, “that’s my smart girl.”

I blushed ten shades of red, “why don’t we call a meeting. Sean can you get the boys away from the tube and up here please?”

“My pleasure love.”

I watched him leave and dropped my head into my hands as Sam bounced on the bed from the seat, “you like him!” she squealed.

“Shut up we are in a house of vampires, they can hear everything!”

“I thought for sure you were going to have a crush of Rhydian.”

“Him? That cold hearted, sharp-tongued troll? I asked in surprise, “he insulted me from the get go, I am not a masochist.”

Sam giggled, “oh how awkward, the guy you likes dad drank your blood, that is suppose to be very intimate.You have to give me the details of that.”

“Oh my goodness Samantha Gypsy Cole shut up!” I threw a pillow at her while she laughed.

We were caught up in a small pillow fight when the boys came in.

“Please girls take off the clothes!” Sean said sarcastically and we stopped suddenly, both panting and red.

The Fae Knights were confused and obviously about to lung forward to separate us if not for Sean’s arm blocking the doorway.

I threw my pillow at Sean who allowed the pillow to hit his face and fall to the floor.

“You are supposed to be resting,” Sean said sternly.

I shrugged, “I feel better, “ I lied, it had been fun but now I felt tired and nauseous again.

“Uh huh,” he said in obvious disbelief.

I watched him stroll forward sitting down on the opposite side of the bed as Sam, close to me and I could smell his spicy scent with an underline of vampire musk. It was delicious.

Rhydian leaned against the dress, Ifan in the door way and Ceron in the window seat Sam had been in, holding Sam’s hand.

“So Sam and Sean caught me up on the hellhound and summoner situation. I have to call this summoner and find out what Michael paid him for my life. I have to see if I can offer him or her something better and not get killed in the process. I do not expect anyone in this room to help me with this. This is about me and I don’t want anyone to risk their life for me because of any obligations. “

I noticed the male Fae shift at these words.

“So I am saying it right now, who wants out?”

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