Chapter 16

We never made it to the river, we were halfway when someone came to call Damon that Mrs. Adams wanted to see him, and it was an urgent matter.

He left after that, leaving me to walk alone back to my dorm room with the crushed anticipations of what could have happened at the river.

Everywhere was deadly quiet as everyone was at the bonfire, so I just slipped in, making straight for my bed with the book from the library in hand. Damon was obviously not coming back this night, so it was safe to bring the book out.

I covered myself with the blanket and spread out the book in front of me, quickly flipping the page to where I stopped.

The cold ones. There was always a chill that went through me when I read it out loud, but I brushed it off as always.

I continued reading about the two sons that had been brought back to life, the more the villagers tried to get rid of them the more villagers died at every waking dawn. In a space of two months the entire village was dead but that was not the problem.

By the dead of the night they were brought back to life and a cold army was created but never to be seen again. I rubbed my eyes, a question bugging my mind, where were the cold ones then?

Voices carried on to my window and I stilled, listening. The whispers turned louder, and I gently got out of my blanket, careful not to make a noise and alert whoever was there. Remembering what I saw the last time I heard whispers, I got up and quietly followed.

I see two figures chatting in hushed tones as they slipped in between buildings, and I waited a little while before slipping in behind them. With everyone at the bonfire everywhere became eerily quiet and made my spying a dangerous one.

I kept going, pausing when they stopped and hiding in the shadows when they turned around to make sure nobody was following them. I kept going when their backs were onto me.

They finally stopped and in the darkness of the night I found it hard to recognize which part of the academy we were in as I didn’t recognize one building at all on this side of the school grounds. This had to be private quarters.

The girls finally slipped into a dim lit room but thankfully didn’t close the door all the way, so I had a perfect view from my hiding place.

I heard a deep voice say something, but I couldn’t hear what it was, so I just waited. The girls, one of whom I’d seen in my class before started stripping. I thought they would stop at their underwear, but I watched in horror as the stood in complete nudity in front of whoever was in the room.

A mop of blonde hair suddenly came into view which I recognized immediately; it was Mrs. Adams. She grabbed the girl’s neck and nuzzled her nose as if trying to sniff her or something. Then she placed her hand on her neck and pulled her closer before crushing her lips on her.

This was not what I expected as a low scream drifted out of the door. I thought they were going to be bitten like how the cloaked figure had done the night before.

I almost sighed that I wasted my time pursuing girls that were running away in the dead of the night for an illicit affair. I was about to leave when a scream pierced in the night making me turn sharply to the door.

I watched in horror as blood trailed down the neck of the girl with two punctured holes on her neck, they looked exactly like the mark I had seen on Annabel in the morning.

Mrs. Adams clutched the girl closer and licked off the blood in a slow agonizing pace, the girl clutched her shirt in her hands pulling her closer and moaning from pain or pleasure, I wasn’t sure which it was.

There was another nip on the girl’s breasts as Mrs. Adams swirled her tongue on it, sucking and simultaneously biting in the process.

I should be revolted that Mrs. Adams was obviously a blood drinker and a cold one but I couldn’t bring myself to be, instead I found myself growing hot from this unusual sexual activity that was playing out in front of me.

My body soon ached to be touched, wondering how the bites would feel against my skin, if I would like the obvious pain that would come from the wounds. I stood there long enough to hear the both of them scream in ecstasy.

I turned away, shame beginning to fill me at what I just imagined in my little fantasy love. I left quietly trying not to make any noise, I didn’t know what to do after just confirming that Mrs. Adams and whichever people had been cloaked that night were all cold ones.

I had more questions than answers, how did the cold ones exist here especially in this modern times without being found out. A month ago I would have called this fiction and bullshit but with all the evidence in front of me, it was hard to deny that it was a hard fact.

I was so deep in my thoughts and did not know when I bumped into someone which made me scream in fear that I’d been found. I shut my eyes tightly, my heart beating fast at the thought of being found.

It wasn’t until I felt arms around me before they pulled me into a tight embrace that I relaxed. I recognized his scent immediately, relief soaring through me that Damon was the one that I had bumped into.

“What are you doing here?” I asked him when I finally opened my eyes to see his worried eyes on me.

“I should be asking you that Liz, you’re the one screaming your lungs out” he answered, dipping his head so he could look at me closely “Are you alright? You’re not hurt are you?”

He inspected my neck first which I found strange but didn’t question it when he pressed me to his chest. “You have to be careful around here babe, why are you even here when you should be in your room?”

“I thought I heard something and came out to check what it was” my voice was muffled by his chest, I looked up at him to see his gaze trained on the building I’d just finished spying on.

“Where are you headed anyway, I don’t want to interrupt anything” I told him as I put a little space between us. He hesitated before answering.

“It’s nothing important, I can always come back for it” he said, tucking me to his side “Now let’s get you back to your room.”

We walked back in silence; I opened my mouth severally to tell him about the cold ones but only ended up shutting it. For some reason it didn’t feel right or maybe it was because I’d have to admit that I’d been watching them make out. Then there was also the fact that I’d been in the library which was off limits and could cause trouble for me.

He dived straight for my bed when we got into my room and patted the space beside him. I stripped out of my clothes and joined him on the bed. He instantly covered me with the blanket before scooting closer to me.

“You make me happy Liz” he said out of the blue which melted my heart, it was good knowing that I made a difference in his life no matter how little. It made me feel needed and cherished even by him.

“I’m so glad you finally came after so many years of nothingness” he kissed my cheek before pushing his fingers through my hair “I can’t imagine an eternity without you anymore.” he kissed the corner of my mouth.

I turned to him, my palm on his chest “Why?” I asked him.

“Why what?”

“Why me? I mean there are finer girls out there and you could easily pick anyone of your choice, but you’re here stuck with me. There’s nothing special about me, I’m just plain old Elizabeth and I honestly don’t even know what you saw in me in the first place…”

He kissed my lips cutting off my remaining words and pinned my hands on the pillow above my head, okay this was new. I could already feel the excitement buzzing through me when his tongue penetrated my mouth and lapped with mine.

This had to be the only part of him that was warm, his breath fanning my face and bringing back all the ache that I was feeling earlier. At this point I was ready to go further than just kissing with Damon if he ever initiated it.

His tongue found my ear next as it swirled around it before biting slightly which gave me the exact pleasurable pain I imagined the girl that had been bitten by Mrs. Adams felt. His tongue followed gently after his teeth, soothing me and eliciting a moan from the deepest parts of me.

“Elizabeth…” he said, drawing out my name and his voice vibrating right through me “Never ever call yourself plain again” he kissed me on my ear before moving down to my neck “You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen in my entire life and that’s saying something” he grazed my neck with his teeth and a part of me wanted more.

He kissed to the swell of my breasts and my hand went to my bra and pulled it down making my breasts spring forward and into his face. He chuckled darkly at that before his warm mouth went down on it making me grab the sheets.

I never thought being with someone would feel this good, not in a million years but here I was. By the time he took my other breast in his mouth I was already moaning his name and needing to feel his entire body.

I pushed his shirt away from his body, trying to get it off without him breaking free from me or even for a second stop what pleasure he was giving to my body but that was pretty unsuccessful. With a groan from me he sat up right to remove his shirt and I pulled him immediately back when he was done.

His muscled chest coming into view, I let my hands roam the hard planes down to his abdomen, he had to work out like crazy every day to be able to sustain a body like this.

I let one hand roam his back and the other sneak into his silky hair, I would have to ask him the products he used to keep his hair very silky and soft unlike mine that I couldn’t even successfully run a finger through.

My heart tensed as my lover moved slowly down from my chest to my belly and I already knew what was coming next even as I was inexperienced.

He tugged at the band of my panties, and I bucked my hips up to aid him in removing them. When I was bare to him a primal grunt came from the back of his throat as he stared at me like he would devour me.

He bent towards me but stilled halfway, his expression turning into one of pain as he quickly stood up putting on his shirt.

I became alarmed “What is it Damon? Did I do something wrong?”

He shook his head “You could never do anything wrong to me Liz” he said but he wouldn’t even look at me as he spoke “I just cannot take you this way, you deserve something more magical” with that he left, with no other explanation whatsoever.

Feeling so ashamed, I pulled the blanket to my chest and cried myself to sleep.