Edwin waited for everyone to settle down in the main room of the cabin to be sure he had their attention before speaking. “I’ve done my best to listen to what Tim and Mark have to say. Agatha, I haven’t spoken with you, but, unless you have something you want to add, I’d like to give my medical opinion on what occurred.” When Agatha looked to the floor in silence, he continued. “I believe that Mark experienced an episode of alcohol induced somnambulism; or, in layman’s terms… sleepwalking. It is a genuine condition that can be brought on by a variety of circumstances; one being stress. No one can deny the stress that we’ve all been under since we left the city. Combine that with an excessive intake of alcohol and… well… you know the rest.”
“Kids sleepwalk, not adults,” Mark complained.
“That’s not true,” Ed
Edwin took advantage of his time alone with Kira and Agatha to get to know them better. He made light of and spoke matter-of-factly about the bonding factor until Agatha eventually grew comfortable with things and forgot that she was supposed to be embarrassed.Feeling the need for blood, Kira excused herself to go feed on a dear or a wolf; promising to return as quickly as possible.“How did you know to find me?” Edwin asked as he sat down at the harvest table to enjoy the soup Agatha placed in front of him.“I cast a spell to be awoken when the shield was weakening,” she replied.“I know that,” he said, “but, me. How did you know to find me?”“I was given a vision,” she replied. “I work with the ancestors. They speak to me through thoughts, signs, and visions.”“Can’t they keep that vampire away from you and Kira?” Edwin asked innoce
Malcolm Jameson stood in the doorway of his penthouse suite and looked out onto the Manhattan skyline. He was hungry and irritable. If that oaf, Peter, didn’t arrive with his dinner soon, he’d eat him instead.He’d seen so many changes in his four hundred years of vampirism, but none so great as the way mankind buried knowledge and facts about the supernatural and magic world in mythical tales and lore. Had that not been the case, he questioned if he and his vampire family would still be around. Modern equipment and science had progressed to the point they could easily track them down and kill them. Of course, first, they’d have to believe they existed.In an effort to keep a low profile, he’d taken to acquiring blood from blood banks and hospitals; only rarely venturing out to enjoy the sweetness of warm blood; fresh from its source.He’d tried to live on animal blood when he was firs
It was early evening before Tim returned to the cabin after dropping Mark off at the train station. It was clear he’d been drinking.“How are the roads?” Edwin asked as he quietly assessed his friend’s drunkenness.“I have to give the road crews in this part of the country credit. They’re keeping them in pretty good shape,” Tim managed to say.“Lucky you didn’t meet up with any cops. You reek of whiskey,” Edwin said as he stoked the fire in the fireplace. “I chopped some wood earlier. Are you up to helping me carry some in?”“I can do it,” Agatha offered from the darkened corner of the room.She’d been so quiet that Tim actually forgot she was there. He turned to her with a look of stunned surprise and said in a slightly slurred voice, “You’re still here.”“Where would I go?” she asked.
Edwin crawled into bed next to Kira, blew out the candle and whispered, “So, you covet my heart?”“I should not have said that. I embarrassed ye,” Kira whispered back. “Forgive me.”“You, not ye,” Edwin corrected her, “and you didn’t embarrass me. I just want to be clear on what coveting my heart means. Does it mean you love me?”“Aye… I mean, yes,” Kira said softly.“Good,” he said with a husky chuckle. “I covet your heart too.”Kira gasped with joy and hugged him close. Then, she pulled away and asked, “Are you certain it is not just the bonding?”“Kira, my love,” Edwin said softly. “I have bonded with many women in my lifetime, but none have captured my heart the way you have. I’ve missed you for so long.”“Ye… you, have only just met me,” she sai
The sun was just peeking over the treetops when Kira cautiously slipped out of bed, being careful not to disturb Edwin. He’d had a troubled sleep, tossing, turning, and mumbling illegible words through the night; only settling down a few hours ago. She was concerned about what troubled him, but didn’t want to awaken him to ask. She hoped he wasn’t having second thoughts and regrets about professing his love for her. She couldn’t imagine being without him now that he’d come into her life.The squeaking of the door as she opened and closed it sounded painfully loud as it disturbed the peaceful quiet of the cabin. She looked at Edwin’s sleeping form with concern, but he made no indication that the noise disturbed him. As she tip-toed through the main room, a smile spread across her lovely face at the sight of Agatha sleeping soundly in Tim’s protective embrace. She was happy that they’d man
Although she was worried about her friend, Kira couldn’t help being captured by the awe of what civilization now looked like as they made their way back to Manhattan. More than once she expressed her fears and delights over the changes that occurred during her centuries of dormancy.Her fascination with the scenery, both rural and urban, as they made their trip helped to ease the tension in the vehicle and, eventually, pull both Edwin and Tim’s focus off the danger they so narrowly escaped and onto explaining and educating her. The mood eventually lightened, and the men found themselves smiling and laughing over her childlike innocence.Tim stopped in front of Edwin’s apartment complex with the intention of leaving Edwin and Kira there before heading to his own home, but Kira would have none of it. She insisted that he stay close until they were certain the vampires hadn’t picked up on his energy as well and followed them
Kira sat at the kitchen table in Edwin’s apartment and played with the steamed broccoli he’d set before her. She was beginning to feel the need for the taste of blood. Had they been in the country, she’d have excused herself and gone off into the woods, but what was she to do in the city?“It’s probably a silly question, with Agatha on the run and the day we’ve just had, but I’m going to ask you what’s wrong anyway,” Edwin said in a voice just above a whisper as he stood behind her, placed his hands on her slender shoulders, and lowered his mouth to her ear.The heat of his words tickled her flesh, reminding her that there was a major difference between them. He was human, and she was vampire. If that wasn’t bad enough… she longed for the taste of blood on her tongue.“I fear staying with ye… I mean, you, is not a good idea,” she murmured.“We aren&rsqu
It was dark, damp, and cold. Agatha could barely see her hands in front of her as she raised them close to her neck and tucked them below her chin in an effort to thwart off frost bite. The shackles on her wrists and ankles were heavy and cumbersome. She didn’t need light to know that they were cutting into her tender flesh. Not only were they painful, but she could feel the moistness of her blood. Because of this, she did her best to stay as still as possible. She could hear her captors mulling around above her. The last thing she wanted was for her blood to lure them to her.They’d not only bound her hands and feet together, but they’d gagged her mouth to assure she’d cast no spells. Malcolm originally ordered her tongue cut out, but, just as the sharp blade sliced into her moist muscle, he changed his mind; leaving her tongue intact, but with a painful, deep slice to heal. She’d tasted bloo