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Hello my sexy readers, here's the next two installments they were kind of short on their own so I thought to combined them. Sorry if they are mess, but a lot was going on. I'm glad you liked the first chapter hope you like these too.
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Thanks :) Kitty over and out XOXO!
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Chapter 2: The Awakening
"What do you want with her Mr. Boorne, she is on deaths row for threatening and harming personnel. She is unstable!"
"Exactly, you Warden Jones are unable to handle such a person as I have, easily. I have more experience and with her...type."
"What the fuck does that mean Christian?"
"Just what I've said, I will have the court legally release her into my custody tomorrow, you better keep her comfortable until then. She will be of great use to me." I was still unconscious but I could hear everything that was said. My mind swirled in the darkness as I pondered what was going on.
I stopped thinking when I appeared in a wooded area naked with my hip length wavy black hair blowing freely. Checking my surroundings, I appeared to be alone. My throat burned, I was thirsty. I wandered aimlessly until I approached a lake, dropping to ground, I cupped my hands in the water for a drink. Over my shoulder in the water appeared to be a large black wolf with bright pale yellow eyes, the irises practically transparent. It looked afraid as it watched me cautiously. Turning around to look at it I slowly reached over and picked up a rock to throw at it, but it snarled and ran at me.
I jumped straight up, my eyes flashed open and Shirley and Michael gasped and gaped at me.
"W-what's wrong Hun, lay back down you shouldn't move so much." She gently pushed at my bandaged shoulder making me hiss in pain. She apologized and told me to relax. When I laid back down they crowded around me and gawked more.
"What are you two staring at?" my voice was deep and raspy due to my dry scratchy throat. Michael pressed a straw to my lips and told me to drink. The cold water felt so good sliding down my throat and I moaned in delight. When the cup was empty he placed it back on the table beside the bed and looked me over.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" I reached a hand up to my face and noticed my nails were longer and shaped into a sharp point.
"Mercy, what are you?" I studied my hands then looked up at him.
"Mike, what color are my eyes?"
"Like a light yellow. I've never seen them this color, their scaring the shit out of me. What does it mean?" looking back at my clawed fingers I shook my head, I didn't know.
"She is starting to awaken." Our heads whipped in the direction of the voice and the strange man was leaning against the door smiling. My new eyes were sharper than before and they studied the man. His hair wasn't black as I thought but a dark brown, his strong square jaw and beautiful features made him a sight to see. His generous lips curled into a smile and I saw a hint of elongated k9's. That's not natural for a human. His physique was quite muscled. The thin material of his dress shirt stretched tightly over the muscles of his chest and biceps. Continuing my exploration I took note that his legs were also equally as muscled and bulky as his arms but also long. He must be very fast. He had this arrogant air about him like he knew that he was gorgeous and I snorted.
"Did you say something, little one?" I glared at him and sat up slowly, all the while wincing.
"My name is not little one, there is nothing little about me! Who are you, anyway?" he stepped further into the room and circled around the bed, eyeing me.
"I didn't get a chance to properly introduce myself, did I? Well Tiffany my names Christian Boorne. I'm a ...friend of Delano's." Cutting my eyes at him, I sat up and looked deeply into his eyes. I could tell her was being truthful as he licked his lips and regarded my body closely. The only thing I had on was multiple gauze and bandages, the bindings on my breast were tight constricting my large DD's to B cups. Not an inch of my torso could be seen, only the off white gauze and a couple blood stains here and there doting them. He poked a finger at one of the blood stains and I hissed. Clucking his tongue he shook his head in disgust.
"You're not healing right. Tell me, have you seen her?" looking at him like he was crazy, Shirley swatted his hand away from me and Michael stepped between him and I.
"The nurse just left but she will be back in a minute now that Mercy's awake." The Christian guy cocked his head to the side and regarded Michael,
"Mercy...why do you call her that, it's not her name?"
"It's none of your damn business, so why don't you leave before it gets ugly. I won't have you in here irritating her wounds." Christian chuckled and stepped to Michael's face.
"Who's going to make me leave?" Christian was much taller than Michael so he had to crane his neck up to look into his eyes. The hazel of his eyes fading to a transparent brown and I felt that familiar influence again. The pressure making Michael step back and fear began dripping from him. A growl rumbled in my throat and everybody looked at me.
"You do not have the right to make them fear you!"
"He was challenging me, seems you have some feelings towards this human. I won't harm him then, for your sake. " Tensing my body, another growl sounded through clenched teeth and I felt the stitches in my side tear and blood began to soak through the gauze. Holding my side and panting in pain I grabbed Shirley's arm with my free arm.
"Shirl could you and Mike go get the doc and warden, I think my stitches popped." They rushed from the room side stepping Christian like he was a poisonous snake. When the door closed behind them, I turned to Christian.
"What are you? You're clearly not human."
"The same thing you are becoming." My bindings seemingly too tight, began to restrict my breathing.
"What are talking about, I'm human."
"No my dear you're not and you've met what you will be sharing your body with earlier because I see the signs of her struggle to get free." My mind was in overload and I could no longer breath, my vision was clouding over. Just then the doctor rushed in and began tugging and shaking my slackening body. He flashed a light in my eyes and began to get frantic.
"Her pupils aren't reacting to the light, what you did you do to her?" Christian snorted, "What did I do? What did you do? You didn't get all the bullets out!"
"Yes we did, she has a total of four bullet wounds and one graze..."
"Graze where?" Christian's face grew serious as he stepped closer to me and saw blood seeping from beneath my left breast.
"Her heart! You idiots, you didn't check the graze completely that's why her wounds aren't healing!" He pushed the doctor away from me and tore the bindings from my chest with his claws. A gasp of air was forced into my lungs then replaced with blood as I began to cough it up. Shirley screamed for me and Michael held her back as Christian broke my ribs and forced his hands into my chest and began digging for the bullet. The scent of my blood thick in the air and darkness clouded the corner of my eyes.
"Hang in there my sweet, I got you." I looked at him with blurred eyes and watched the determination on his face as his eyes reflected the gruesome sight of my exposed organs. I watched as he carefully lifted my lung and moved the bullet that was trying to push its way into my heart. He yelled at the doctor to sew the hole in my lung up but he just stared in disbelief at the scene before him. Christian growled angrily and called for someone named Jason and he was in the room beside me before his name was done being said.
"Got it, everybody clear out please." They had a silent conversation and Christian backed away and the new male took his place he was equally as big but had paler skin and longer blood red hair.
"Hey twin, I'm going to have to force my blood into you to help you heal faster so this is going to hurt, a lot!" He opened his mouth and bit into his palms with his fangs. Fangs, dammit! This guy was a vampire! His eyes bled black and he stuck his hands into my open chest. His blood burned like liquid fire and I screamed bloody murder as he righted my ribs and rubbed his hands over them. He looked at the door then to Christian and he ran to the door and locked it just as there was banging behind it. Jason's copper colored eyes were the last thing I seen before I blacked out.
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Chapter 3: Home is where the heart is
