I was still standing near the door when Janet and Elaina emerged from the VIP room. “Do you feel that?” Janet asked. “I could have sworn that there was someone here. Maybe it’s your ghost.”
“No,” Elaina said. “I would be able to see her.”
“Well, either way,” Janet said, not sounding so convinced. “I really shouldn’t be seen with you and Dante. I’m still with the police department after all and the two of you are guilty of enough to warrant two vampire lifetimes of prison time.”
“What do you mean by that?” Elaina asked sounding insulted.
Janet walked off without acknowledging Elaina’s question…
…while Elaina angrily watched Janet’s back as she walked off.
Elaina turned and reentered the VIP room. “Don’t you ever do that again!” She said storming toward Dante.
“Do what little sister?” He asked innocently.
“How many times do I have to tell you that I’m not your sister!” Elaina said pointing at Dante.
“What? We have the same maker.”
“I’m not your sister,” Elaina reemphasized.
“So I take it you’re not doing this to protect me then,” Dante asked sarcastically as if he was hurt that Elaina had an ulterior motive.
“Stop it! Just stop it Dante!” Elaina said.
“Why are you angry with me?”
“I want you to stop doubting my ability to take care of this thing in front of Janet,” Elaina urged.
“Okay…I wouldn’t want to ruin your chances to see daylight now would I,” Dante said teasing Elaina.
“Ugh…I really do hate you!”
“But I love youlittle sister,” Dante said.
“I should just kill you! I should kill you and this whole thing would be over,” Elaina threatened one last time.
“Well you could…but you’re forgetting one thing-”Dante started as Elaina was walking toward the door.
“What’s that?” Elaina asked over her shoulder.
“A vampire cannot kill another vampire,” he finished.
“Too bad,” Elaina said before walking out the door.
Remembering what Olivia Goth told me about staying invisible for too long; I left the lounge and reappeared as Elaina emerged once again from the VIP room. I observed her from the lounge’s window.
Instead of leaving the lounge; Elaina approached a werewolf, the only person in the lounge who wasn’t a vampire. “I need to drink from you,” she said in a matter-of-fact tone.
“You’re crazy-” the werewolf started.
Before he could finish his statement, Elaina stared into his eyes. “I don’t have time for this,” she said as she lifted her hands and effectively hypnotized the werewolf.
“Take what you need,” he said once he was under her spell. Elaina grabbed his arm and exposed her fangs.
Before he could change his mind about letting her drink from him; she sunk her teeth deep into his arm, not bothering to even pull back his sleeve.
Elaina slurped and sucked the werewolf’s blood greedily through the sleeve of his sweater.
When she got her fill, she pulled her fangs out and wiped the extra blood from her mouth.
“Mmm…werewolf blood…it’s like drinking warm milk before bed,” she said softly to herself.
I turned away from the window. Although I no longer had a stomach or an esophagus…I still went through the motions of being sick to my stomach.
I knew that Elaina had to be feeding somewhere if she wasn’t feeding from Robert…but to witness it first hand was way too much for me.
