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The house leaders, I hear, don’t feed their newly made vampires, likely because their blood is diluted and they don’t wish to share their power. With no ways of soothing the newly made notturnos, they keep them locked away and later “integrate” them back into society.
The notturnos who drink from me often as they’re transforming in body from fae to vampire become stronger. I’m interested in creating strong soldiers. Thus, I offer him a drink. He takes it without sinking his teeth into my flesh, even though I’m certain he’d love nothing more than to do just that. And I don’t have to pry my hand away from him either. He releases my wrist on his own, eyes returning to black almost instantly.
“Leroy was right about you,” I tell him.
“How so?”
“He watched you, asked about you, learned that you possess a great deal of self-control. Those types of qualities stay with a male when he moves from fae life to vampire life. How are you sleeping?”
“Not well, General.”
“Are you dreaming?”
He nods. “Nightmares.”
Lingering echoes of his memories. “They will pass.”
The soldier nods. “The fairy who introduced herself as Winter recognized me.”
I nod. “Many fairies at tonight’s ball will recognize you.”
“But I don’t know who they are.”
“They’re the living. You’re the undead, and I have an assignment for you.”
The male clicks his heels. “I’m ready.”
“Watch the lycans. Make sure they stay on their floor.”
“Which is their floor?”
“Whichever one the Summer princess assigned them.”
“What if she assigns her own floor?”
“She won’t,” I bark, and the male steps back.
“Of course not, General.”
“Dismissed.” As he walks out, Ledger and Leroy walk inside.
Ledger takes one look at me and closes the door, his fangs descending.
Leroy rubs his hands together, eyes flashing red.
“Lycans,” he purrs as if already hunting down one in their warrior form. Drinking lycan blood is like an after-midnight sip of liquid energy. Like a drug, a tiny sip of lycan blood won’t hurt. But it’s incredibly difficult to stop drinking, and infinitely easy to get addicted to.
Leroy remembers the taste. It’s why he’s excited.
“We can’t touch them,” Ledger says.
Leroy boos.
“First, we are hosting the Summer princess,” I say. “Now the lycans. Soon, we’ll host the elves.”
Leroy scrubs the back of his neck. “About the elves…”
“Don’t tell me.” I lift a palm. “You found elves willing to work here?”
