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light or dark, good or evil. It’s the essence of who you are, so you can’t lose it,’ he said bending back in for another kiss.
    ‘I’m thirsty again Sebastian,’ she said, a frown clouding her face as she felt the raw dryness begin to grow in her throat once more.’
    ‘I know. It takes time, but it will pass. I’ll hunt again for you in the morning before the sun gets too high. Now let’s see what I can do to distract you,’ he murmured, his eyes sparkling as he raked his fingers along her side and over her hip, making her groan with pleasure.
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    As the days passed Sebastian brought a regular stream of oblivious blood donors to quench Eva’s endless thirst and after that first excursion out, Eva found her desire to escape the confines of the house faded. Instead she spent her days in bed with Sebastian or sat in front of a beautiful looking glass watching the change in her appearance. Her dark curls became rich and glossy; the scratches, bruises and marks her face had acquired over the recent months on the run all disappeared and her skin became like porcelain.  Her lips filled out and reddened, but it was her eyes that interested her the most. She had always had beautiful light hazel eyes which had a tendency to change colour between green and brown depending on her emotions, but with each new day she watched as they darkened, until one day they resembled Sebastian’s, deep chocolatey brown with flecks of fiery lava running through them.
    ‘Eva, it’s time you came out and hunted with me,’ Sebastian said one evening , as they lay in bed satiated yet hungry.
    ‘Do I need to?’ Eva stretched out her limbs like a cat uncurling from its sleep by the fire.
    ‘Come here then and tell me what you wish to do,’ Sebastian said, pulling on his pants and striding over to the window. The moon’s glow shone on his smooth chest as Eva watched him, her eyes dancing.
    ‘Okay, but then can we go back to bed?’ she said , before taking one smooth leap and landing next to him by the window.
    He grinned at her and rested his hand at the base of her neck, massaging and scratching her skin, sending shivers down her naked spine.
    ‘Look out there, Eva. Look at those men over there, making their way to the tavern. Listen to their hearts beating… smell them,’ he said, opening the window just enough for the cold night breeze to pour into their sanctuary, disturbing the stale air.
    Her eyes became fixed upon the men as they disappeared down the lane and Eva sucked the air in sharply when he opened the window. Her nostrils burned as their scent intoxicated her and awoke the animal within.
    ‘Let’s go … Now!’ she yelled, leaping back across the room towards the door.’
    ‘Eva , you may have spent the last couple of weeks parading around this house tantalising me with your beauty, but if you want to explore the world outside you are going to have to wear some clothes,’ Sebastian said, smiling as he picked up her untouched garments and threw them at her. She caught them neatly with lightning quick reflexes.
    ‘Fine,’ she said , pulling on the beautifully made black satin breeches, some white silk stockings and the white ruffled blouse. ‘Hmm, it needs something more,’ she said, staring at her reflection in the mirror.
    ‘Huh? Eva , as it is they will try to arrest you if they find out you are a girl… wearing breeches. What more do you want?’ Sebastian asked.
    ‘I’m not sure… I think it needs some shape. Let me think. Where are my old clothes?’
    ‘In that drawer,’ Sebastian said, pointing to a mahogany dresser.
    ‘Do you have some scissors please?’
    Frowning he fetched them and returned, watching as she proceeded to remove the lower half of her corset.
    ‘Here , help me fasten this,’ she said pulling it tight round her tiny waist, over her blouse.
    ‘Are you mad? You can’t wear this over the top. It will draw far too much attention,’ Sebastian said.
    ‘It looks good. The