sure? Are you sure we can trust him with her?” “My old
friend, are you afraid that she will feed on him, or turn him?” “My
lady I know that we step upon glass in order not to offend her. We
are so careful not to enrage her anger, we both know she is
different and has her moments.” Adela sighed and took a moment,”
She is different, but the connection is undeniable between them.
She will probably rip his heart a lot with her confusing enchanting
ways, but he will grow stronger; in turn his guardian devotion to
her will drive her mad, but they will grow stronger together.”
Adela spun around in front of Vitaliy placing one hand on his
shoulder and one on his cheek patting his face softly, whispering:
“My old friend you need to trust me, because I alone know what the
bond is like.” Vitaliy smiled slightly and replied, “Yes, I
remember how you and yours were,” laughing softly, “You two were a
great team. Adela I hope you realize that we do have cause for
concern with Drakus’s concerns. I heard them talking about using
their connections to take out a younger coven that was out of
control and using their humans as the weapon. The spoke of saying
the coven were zombies caused by some unknown drug. My lady they
decided against it this time, but with them having this on the
plate we are all in a far more dangerous place than we believed.”
Adela did not look at all surprised and nodded with her hand cupped
over her mouth as she thought, “I believed this much could come to
be, meaning his arrival is perfect timing. We need to train him as
fast and quick as we can before they realize we have what they fear
the most.” Vitaliy’s eyes looking to his ladies in order for her to
see that he was with her, “Of course my lady. How will we handle
the training?” Adela with an evil smile upon her beautiful soft
pink lips whispered:” We will use the wolves to train him. Crawl
will be his trainer.” Vitaliy looked confused, “Why?” “Because they
are for sure never to warn the others of his existence, before we
can get him up to strength. We will then use our best hunters to
train him, “she sighed, “I pray that time is on our side, before
they find out about him and come hunting.”
Hours had past as the young female paced
back and forth on the old wooden floors, she was dressed in form
fitting black pants, a peach colored, woven shirt under the white
cotton turtle neck that she was wearing beneath it. Her mannerisms
were like non-other, her eyes were bewildering and you never really
understood where her focal point was at. She could mesmerize anyone
with her beautifully eccentric oddities to her mannerisms. She kept
pondering to herself: How could he have hurled and slammed Alex in
such away, a hundred and sixty five pound man tossing a two hundred
and sixty plus pound man like a rag doll. She cogitated what his
potential might be, could he actually be what Adela believed. These
were the questions that were racing throughout her mind as she
paced the called wooden floors of her bedroom in this ancient old
castle.
John started twitching on the bed catching
Galechka’s attention; she sprung over to his side and sat beside
him caressing him trying to calm down whatever nightmare might be
bothering the man that it seemed she was falling for. Behind the
rapidly shuddering eyes was a clear vision of what happened on that
night a long, long time ago. All four of them were taking a cruise
in Keith’s new lancer, blasting music and laughing as he wiped
around the corners. John’s girlfriend Kathy was sitting in the
front while John had taken the back with Tom. Kathy insisted that
she should get shot gun for this trip. All of them were cracking
the usual jokes to each other same as usual and then out of nowhere
as they screeched around the corner with the tires squawking, an
old lady appeared out of the blue; Keith grabbed his wheel yanking
it to the right to avoid her and then to the left trying to
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