* The doctor had stepped out of the room where Matre Blogis​ lay. He looked as if he had just stepped out of the nineteenth century with his fine haberdashery and top hat. The medical bag he carried was just as old fashioned. I sat in the front room of the hotel suite, swirling bourbon in a crystal glass. * How is he? * I asked the doc as he set his bag down to polish his wire rimmed spectacles. I think he wore those for dramatic effect, because vampires didn't need fucking glasses. * He is in awful shape. I have stitched up what I can. He is still restrained because he's quite dangerous in this state. He is unable to heal himself due to the loss of blood he suffered. * I nodded. * We should continue to have a host feed him? * He sure as hell wasn't feeding from me anymore anytime soon. * I have some contacts at a local blood bank. It would serve you best to have bags on hand and administer intravenously as Mr. Blogis is unable to control his more basic instincts. I will have some delivered within the hour. * I nodded. * And a bill for services rendered? * I asked, knowing this was most definitely not a call out of the goodness of his heart. * I shall see that it too is sent with the blood. * I stood and shook his hand before moving to check my phone. I don't know why I bothered. Beatrix wouldn't care if I never came home. And Jake Craven​ hadn't responded to not one of my texts. My first in command, Nevis, had kept me apprised at the happenings back home. Nothing much to be concerned with. Well, other than the Queen of the Realm delivering the King his much anticipated heir. I should send a congratulatory gift. Perhaps something to help welcome the child. I would ponder that. I leaned against the door jamb to the king suite of the hotel. Matre was frail in the large bed, his wrists and ankles restrained by thick leather straps. His eyes were sunken and his skin looked thin and translucent. His lips had no color and if I wondered if this all had been for naught. * You know you had to. * I heard my bodyguard, Taz, murmur from behind from me. * Jake would want closure. A body. Something. * I knew he was right. * Bolshevik will come for all of us. * I warned, knowing this would never have a happy ending. * Let him come. We are ready. * Taz was too confident. * I hope we are ready. * I had a kingdom to rule. People who counted on me to keep them safe. * A delivery will be made shortly. Blood for Matre. See to it that it is safe and not tampered with. Trust no one. * With that, I made my way to the shower to wash off the battle and try to relax. *

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  1. No! The blood was removed or stopped or something happened that displeased me. I couldn't taste it any more. Why, oh why were they doing this? Sweet torture. It had to be. First beat me and then tease me with a desirable taste. The nails on my fingers bit into the palm of my hand, but I didn't care. The pain helped me or so I imagined as I opened my mouth as wide as I could and shouted! "More! More! Don't take it away!" Yes I was begging and didn't give a rats ass. My thirst seemed like it was never going to be quenched. A pain torn through my left cheek. Burned flesh assaulted my nostrils. I hissed through clenched teeth and glared at the maniac who showed me the tip of the hot poker he just branded my flesh with. I saw the smoke rise out of my skin from the corner of my eye. "Do it again!" I growled like a fool. Only this time the hot fiery point was pressed into my upper chest. Tilting my head back I let out a deafening scream of pain.

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  2. * The scream of pain had me shooting up in the chair I sat in. Matre thrashed on the bed, the sound leaving his mouth one of complete horror. He wasn't in the same realm as the rest of us - his mind obviously reliving his captivity. I grabbed a new blood bag and hooked it back to the catheter. It slid along the rubber tubing and disappeared within Matre. It took a few seconds before he calmed down but he did. I sat back down. I wasn't a goddamn nurse. I scrubbed a hand down my face. Being back in Russia had really knocked me for a loop. I guess it should have seeing as how I'd stolen Bolsheviks mate. I wonder how ol' Beatrix would feel being mated to that animal. I didn't do it for her anyways - I did it for me and the alliances it would give me. But if I were honest, I most likely had saved her from a miserable fate. Not that she appreciated it. I leaned my head back. I didn't have the time nor the inclination to be thinking about these things. I had a kingdom to rule for God's sake. Matre needed to get his ass in gear and get better. We had shit to do. *

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  3. As the pain seemed to subside I couldn't help but smile. The bastards were not going to get the best of me. I would escape or die trying before I ever and I mean never ever would I tell them anything about +Dayne Blogis and his domain or become their training adviser. Their hell hole could burn into ashes for all I cared. Just because I was a master of torture didn't mean that I didnt feel extreme pain. I could hold out forever. Dayne would be so fucking proud of me. I knew he put up with a lot of my shit but the male new I was loyal as fuck. Just like I was to my mate +Jake Craven. Damn, I missed the shit out of him. It was so hard to think about Jake. He was my everything. But I couldn't utter a word about the boy for fear they would hurt him. He was still innocent to me and didn't deserve to ever enter war. Smiling to myself as I imagined his sweet kisses. My pet would do anything for me and now it was my time to do for him, therefore I would never admit to these assholes who my mate was. Jake was my little secret as long as I lived in captivity.

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