Violet Eyes ..........Chapters 5 & 6
“Drink” … he tells her.
More of a demand than a statement. Moon reaches for the cup and puts it up to her lips and takes a sip then sets it back onto the table. A slight grin forms on the man’s face.
“Are you scared?” … he asks her.
“Yes” …. Moon replies.
An Eye for an Eye
He looks at her tilting his head slightly.
” You are scared and, yet you remain calm admirable for a female.”
Moon can sense he did not come to fight but she still cannot afford to let her guard down, Lycan’s were unpredictable. Was it curiosity perhaps or testing the waters so to speak to judge the strength of his adversary.
“Your name is?” he asks.
“My name is Moon. “She replies
“My name is Bain” the man told her.
Bain, who sent you?” Moon asked.
“My master sent us to track” he replied.
She wanted to ask him who his master was and why he and his companion were tracking her but with his next statements her questions were answered.
“You are Liam Malach’s woman, I can smell his scent in your blood. That fool always had a taste for human women, they die too easily. So, now he has taken a Vampire mate, and a young one at that, … interesting “
A sudden rush of emotions came over Moon she could not hold them in, she has reached her limit. Pulling a dagger from her hip she stabs it into the table.
“What is it you want?” She snaps.
Bain starts to laugh still not taking his piercing eyes off her. “My master wants Liam to suffer” … “and I” … he says as he reaches up and touches his scarred eye then reaching out and stroking the side of her face. “Perhaps I will take one of your pretty violet eyes”.
Moon slaps Bain’s hand away holding her dagger toward him. Bain begins to laugh again.
“Looks like that man has found an interesting mate. Making him suffer could be more fun than I thought. My master will be pleased”. …” till we meet again”
He told her as he rose from his seat finishing his drink. He waves at her as he turned and left the Tavern. Moon let out a sigh of relief and sat back down in her chair.
After meeting the Lycan Bain, she needs to calm her nerves. She decides to stay at the Tavern and has another Blood Brandy. The encounter had obviously upset her. Her senses telling her this won’t end well. This Lycan now has a personal grudge with her and it seems he means to collect. She must remain on guard.
Moon needs to figure out what she is going to do. Knowing she only has one option, finding and killing the Lycan before he decides to exact his revenge on her. Only problem is this may be just what he wants and expects her to do. Her senses picked up a cruel, Proud, vindictive and to the point type who likes to play with his prey and enjoys a good challenge. Moon walks up to the Bar Keep and pays her bill getting home will be a very uneasy trip She will have to keep her on her toes.
Moon is walking to the door as the room begins to swirl she tries to steady herself, but her sense of balance is not working. Things seem closer or farther than they are. Her vision begins to play tricks on her. …Everything seems to be shifting as she tries to brace herself on a nearby table. No matter her efforts she still can’t seem to keep her body from hitting the floor. The floor itself seems to be swaying. She tries to get up, but her body won’t listen…. she can only see faint blurs that seem to be hovering above her…then everything goes black
Moons senses are almost nonexistent she can feel some one feeding her liquid by mouth…. “Liam” … she whispers weakly. She tries to open her eyes but cannot. Is this real is she in a dream? is she sick and Liam nursing her? Her whole body betrays her it feels numb and oh so heavy. She feels hot and dizzy, is she home? Where is she? Again, the warm refreshing liquid is given to her mouth to mouth. This time she manages to reach up and cup his face, instinctively she gives him a long deep kiss while she drinks the refreshing liquid from his mouth.
She licks her lips…” more” …she whispers as she drifts off again…
“Moon” ... came a voice.
“Mmm” she moaned stirring…” Liam?” …she asked.
“Here … time for your medicine” … The warm wet liquid was passed between them once again his lips pressed to hers.
“kiss me” …she pleads. She can feel his mouth as it closes over hers in a deep kiss. If only her senses weren’t clouded over she could enjoy this more she thought. She moans as his lips move to her neck… “Liam” …she moans. Suddenly he pulls back … her fingers went to her lips sliding across them enjoying the feeling
“Here more medicine” …he tells her… there lips touch again as the liquid is passed between them once more. She tries hard to open her eyes but there is nothing but blackness. She can feel her consciousness wavering.
” We are almost there” he tells her as she drifts off.
Moon feels a breeze on her face but is still too week to open her eyes, her body still defies her. She moans her discomfort. Moments later she is being fed the liquid again, and again she says his name…” Liam” …” Liam” … she whispers again weekly.
“Can’t see …. can’t move …. am I sick?” she asks.
” Feel so hot … so dry” …. thirsty …. give me more” … she whispers.
Again, the refreshing liquid is given to her waiting lips …” Love you” …. she whispers as she drifts off again.
Captive
As moon lies sleeping she rolls over feeling with her hand for Liam.
“Where is he?” She opens her eyes squinting.
She can make out the dim flickering of candles. She sits up, every muscle in her body is slow to respond as if they have been asleep for days. She stretches trying to rid herself of the sourness. She looks around her eyes adjusting.
“Where am I?” she wonders.
The room is small and musty it consisted of a bed, a small stand, and a sink. There are no windows no view of the night sky, no Moon. The bed is comfortable at least, clean sheets, a thick blanket and several pillows. She notices some fruits, rum, wine and a pitcher of blood on the small table next to the bed. Dam when was the last time she ate she is starved. She devours the fruit and adds some blood to a cup of rum. She drinks it eagerly.
“Liam must have changed my cloths while I was sick. Speaking of which where is he? she wonders to herself. She tries to walk holding on to the bed to steady herself. Reaching for the door she tries the handle…. Locked? ...she tries again. No, it is locked and from the other side. She calls out… “Liam!” … “Hey Liam!” …” where are you and why is this door locked?” …she asks. There is nothing but silence. She begins to pound on the door….” hey this is not funny!” … she yells. “Let me out of here!” … “You know I can’t stand being confined!” …. she cries out.
She continues to call for Liam anyone, she continues to pound on the door till her fists bleed. “Please” …. Please” …Please let me out” …she cries, her voice beginning to give out. What the hell is wrong with her? with her Vampiric strength she should be able to break the door, but she is almost as week as a human…Her senses are not working either she has tried and tried to send mental messages for help but it’s as if she has lost all her powers at once…it is as if she has no strength at all... She slides to the floor exhausted and cries herself to sleep.
Moon lies alone in the tiny room, somehow, she finds herself back upon the bed. She could have sworn she had fallen asleep on the floor in front of the door. Had someone moved her? Moon sits up there is fresh fruit and drink on the table. Clearly someone has been in the room while she was asleep. What time is it? … or for that matter what day is it? She cannot tell. Surely Liam did not do this to her, did he? …She is sure he had been with her for the past few days…or was he? Her hands hurt she looks at them her knuckles did not heal? There is also a faint line on her wrist, when was she cut there? someone had crudely wrapped her knuckles. She slowly unwraps them. “Not healing as fast as they should huh?”. ...” I guess whatever is wrong with me is effecting my Vampiric healing abilities also. Dam what is wrong with me!” …she tells herself. Has she reverted somehow back to a human? She quickly reaches to her fangs…. “ah” … a sigh of relief they are still there. She then begins to inspect the food and drink very carefully, “if I am being drugged and not sick as I fear the food and drink must be the cause.” ...but she can detect nothing. “Dam it why am I so hungry?” …. “is it my Vampiric body seeking restitution? Moon ate some of the fruit, she deduced that if someone were drugging her it would more than likely be the blood something she could not live without. So, she ate and drank everything but the pitcher of blood. This time she did not black out. The food dose little for her hunger… she is craving the blood but knows she dare not touch it.
Moon can hear two people talking, she places her ear to the door but still can’t make out the voices, then she hears footsteps. She must pretend to be sleeping. If she can fool them into thinking she is asleep like usual when they bring the food and drink she can take them by surprise and escape. She listens to the keys in the door, footsteps as the walk up to the table. She can hear the clang of the dishes and tray as they remove the old and place the new. Now is her chance she jumps up and dashes for the door…the tray and food hit the floor and a muscular arm grabs her around the middle flinging her back onto the bed.
She looks up, it is the Lycan Bain staring back at her. “You!?” …she shouts half in surprise.
Bain reaches out grabbing her by the throat with one of his massive hands and forces her against the wall. “So, you have not partaken of the blood?” ... “figured it out have you?”
Moon struggles against his grip…he tightens his grip choking her. She stops struggling now she is just trying to gain some breath. He loosens his grip to let her breath still holding her tightly. “you will behave yourself” ...he warns.
He releases her. Moon sits on the bed watching his every move she knows in her weekend state she is no match for him. Even in her normal Vampiric state he still would overpower her. She must obey for now.
Bain picks up the fallen tray and plates he sets them on the table. He glances at Moon, she glares at him. He walks over to her and cups her face roughly with one hand. “you will be fine for now but remember my words” …he reaches up with his other hand and with his finger traces a circle around her eye….” I have yet to take one of your beautiful violet eyes as compensation for the interesting scar you have given me.”
Moon slaps his hand from her face…” Don’t come near me!” ...she tells him defiantly.
Bain chuckles as he turns to leave. He turns around just as he reaches the door…” Oh …and you will drink the blood” …he tells her with a smile…” less I will feed you like I did before” ...he snickers.
Moon shocked puts her hand to her lips as the memory of those instances come flooding back to her.
” tha- ...tha- ...that was you? …She says in shock.
“You weren’t pushing me away then” ...he tells her with an evil grin.
” you Bastard!” …Moon yells as she throws everything she can get her hands on at him.
He dodges laughing at her antics. He turns to leave. Moon rushes to the edge of the bed and in desperation tells him … “Please “… “Please “… “I cannot stand being locked up” … “Please let me at least see the Moon” … “at least give me that”….she pleads.
Bain stops in his tracks and then continues to leave closing the door behind him. Moon can here the keys in the locks.
” Dam!” …she shouts as she buries her head in the pillows.
Sitting in the room Moon is trying to figure out why her captors have not killed her. The only reason she can come up with is she is bait to trap Liam. If she still had her abilities she could warn him. Has he returned home? is he looking for me?
“Liam please do not come after me” …she thinks to herself.
She also wonders about her family back home, they must have noticed she has not been around, surely someone is looking for her. How long was she drugged? How far have they taken her?
“Argh!” she groans as she rolls over and goes to sleep.
Moon can here the locks to the door clicking. Bain enters, he motions to Moon …
” Come with me I am moving you to another room” … “If you try anything I cannot guarantee your safety.” …he warns her.
Donna Marshall
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