Supernatural Boarding School #1 - A Bond of Love ✅

Chapter 15

I dipped my head. ‘No, sir; just the first few years.’

‘Ah…’ he mused. ‘So, don’t you think that being as close to your mother as your father must have been, at least once to be able to… make you, won’t have triggered the bloodlust? And if your mother was willing to share her bed with him, would she really have been so opposed to giving him her blood?’

My head snapped up now, and I was feeling the rage build up in me. Who did this man think he was, talking about private stuff like that? ‘I don’t think that’s any of your business, sir,’ I said icily.

‘Of course not – I didn’t mean to be disrespectful.’ Mr. Gangreen bowed slightly to me, his eyes sparkling. ‘I am more than curious to see how the bloodlust will be on you, Miss Hollow. You are not only a girl with a temper, but you are also the only female vampire as far as anyone knows. It is not known how women react to bloodlust. Please enlighten me once you find out.’

I narrowed my eyes. ‘I think that how I experience anything is really a personal kind of thing, and I am not planning on making my dealing with bloodlust a public event. I cringe at the thought alone that you would tell your students about the way I deal. Or the way I don’t.’

‘Very well then – let’s go on with the lesson,’ Mr. Gangreen said, smirking. ‘Like I said: I didn’t mean to be disrespectful.’

‘I think you did,’ I murmured under my breath, making the guy next to me chuckle.

My comment got me a hard look from the teacher. “I see all the things I’ve heard about you are true, Miss Hollow – both good and bad… Some people seem to expect greatness from you. I just hope you won’t prove too much of a disappointment.”

I wanted to speak up, but the guy next to me nudged me. “Don’t,” he mumbled. “You’ll only make him mad.”

I kept my snarky remarks to myself, but couldn’t help but glare at the obnoxious teacher. What had he meant? Who was expecting greatness from me? Why would the teachers talk about me behind my back – I wasn’t a star pupil, and I wasn’t too awful to have for a student either, so I didn’t get why anyone would discuss my behavior at all…

When I walked to the cafeteria to have lunch with Simon after class, I couldn’t help but thinking about everything I had been told that class. It had been disturbing, but also very useful. I would be careful from now on when dealing with blood or anything like that. I wasn’t about to hurt anyone. And finding a willing donor? Let’s just say I didn’t think any of the students at this school would want to be my donor and I wasn’t about to call my human friends and ask them if they would like to do me a favor. I was determined to stick to animal blood only once the bloodlust set in. Although that would mean that I couldn’t be a vegetarian any longer, it was better than sucking the blood of actual people.

When I passed an empty classroom on the second floor, I heard a soft moan coming from it. It sounded like a girl. I paused, knowing I shouldn’t be listening in, but not being able to help myself. I heard kissing sounds then, followed by a low, throaty and definitely male sound. I intended to walk on, not wanting to intrude on anyone’s privacy, but then I heard a soft yelp, followed by a… sucking sound.

Any other day, I might just have walked on, deciding it wasn’t really my business, but not after my very intense class about bloodlust. It sounded as if someone was being sucked dry in that room and I couldn’t just let that happen without checking if the donor was really willing. So I threw open the door and looked inside.

‘Hey!’ Eros' head shot up from the throat of the pretty werewolf girl that was in his arms. Our eyes locked for a moment, and I knew he would be able to see the revulsion in my eyes. I knew I should have expected this from him, but after our kitchen raid… I thought he wasn’t the guy everyone thought he was – I thought I got to him or something… how utterly foolish of me.