(Sloane's POV)
So it hadn't been the best of mornings. Let's not mention how I woke up.. or the fact that I had been happy for all of five seconds that Isbal had rid our house of Taint.. let's just skip right the fuck over the nude Fire Coven Zombies melting into puddles on our carpet.. I was more pissed off at the fact during this shit storm someone had the balls to destroy our office.
When it rains it pours. I wanted to cry but had no tears. No really. I think my eye glands were dried out from the smoke I imagined releasing from my pores from anger. There was no where to vent this anger, really. It wasn't even something I could blame on the Supe's of the city. I knew for a damn fact that some low scum burglars had broke into our place, trashed it, and taken anything of value. Which wasn't much but they'd thrown our files everywhere, ripped the stuffing out of anything with a cushion, cut a picture painting in half, ripped out the plants in their pots, and I'm one hundred percent positive one of them peed on my desk.
As soon as I walked in, I exited. Welp, looks like I'm done with our Investigating business. Time to move on. Like hell I'm going to try and fix that up just to stress about working for the humans. I'd rather go with the plan of taking cases only for the Supernatural community. That's going to start as soon as we get settled at the place Finn had given to me.
"Looks like there's no work today guys! Let's cancel all the appointments and say fuck it."
Cece stood petrified in the doorway and Jared was rubbing his forehead in either frustration, anger or in an attempt to not start crying. I was going with frustration but who knows, maybe my brother was going soft. With a glance into his eyes I crossed that off. His wolf was riding him something hard.
There were humans walking on the sidewalk near where we stood and I began to get nervous that he was going to accidentally shift. So I did something I didn't know if it was going to work, I opened the link between us and ripped his wolf from him. It fucking hurt. I'm not sure about him but it felt like I just got bulldozed with a stun gun. It's impossible to technically get bulldozed by one but that's my best description here.
As I lay twitching on the ground like someone with epilepsy, I felt my brother pull his wolf back. After about ten minutes of me trying to get my breathing back under control and swallowing down the blood that formed when I bit my tongue, I pried my eyes open to look at two concerned people.
"Don't ever do that again, idiot. I would've been fine without your assistance."
"Yeah, yeah. You're a big boy. I get it," I replied rather weakly as I held a hand out to Cece.
She rubbed a hand on my back in concern. "You sure you're okay? You dropped like a bag of potatos."
I rolled my eyes at her. "Hybrid, Cece. Wounds heal fast. Speaking of," I glanced around to make sure we wouldn't be overheard, "I could really go for some blood. We kind of evacuated the house too fast and I forgot about my supply."
"Blood bank is too far from here and it would be closer to just stop by McDougal's to be honest. Unless you'd rather not," Jared suggested.
Actually I really would rather not. For multiple reasons, really. Let's not even mention how much Finn creeps me the fuck out. He's got some weird fascination with Cece and I now owe him two favors. Two favors that my brother isn't aware of yet.
I chuckled nervously, "How about the Cascade? Although the Vampires aren't awake yet, their food is still there running the business. Plus they have more than just walking blood bags on hand there."
Jared seemed to want to argue with me but he could probably feel all my emotions through the link and decided to agree with a sigh. I've actually got another reason for doing this aside from the obvious. I'd begun to feel the bloodthirst stronger than usual, not the empty hollow feeling from the Curse of the Blood, but as if my hunger had nearly tripled. I have a sneaking suspicion my brother was literally shoving his bloodthirst onto me. There's no way I was going to deal with both our hungers. So either he put his big boy pants on when the time came or I was going to force feed him with the airplane spoon and a dislocated jaw.
Not like it would hurt him, for long.
When we first arrived at the Cascade, it had surprisingly been pretty busy. A lot of the other Supernaturals visited the place during the day if they were uncomfortable around the Vampires. That's to say, the place was heated with Wereanimals of all flavors. There were some Mage's surprisingly in a few corners and I even caught the magic of an actual Witch.
What's a witch? Well, it was a human who had learned about Magic and decided to tamper with it. Where Mage's received Magic freely, Witches and Warlocks tore Magic away from the planet. They were usually disdained by a lot of the Supes.
Personally, I didn't give a shit what they did as long as I didn't need to wipe their ass for them. I've got enough shit to clean up. One of those happen to be my handsome brother with a grumbling stomach, clearly pretending he didn't understand.
He had the gall to order one steak and vegetables.. I repeat.. No, you know what? Nevermind.
I grabbed his wrist when he completed telling the bartender what he wanted. Celise looked concerned and was just about to ask what I was doing when I held up a hand.
Making sure to convey everything to my brother through our link and punctuating it with a vicious glare, I proceeded to flash my eyes at the bartender. Which was hint to 'prepare a lot of fresh blood and meet me at Dimitri's office'. Honestly, I'd been to this club so damn often lately that even the day and night bartenders new my looks.
You're probably wondering 'When did she have the authority to go into Dimitri's office and have food delivered?'. To answer your question.. I didn't. But the people who worked here had assumed I was Dimitri's best friend or something after about the tenth time of me visiting his office. Plus I sometimes showed up during the day, just because.
"Sloane, I really don't want to do this." My brother said as soon as we were inside of Dimitri's office.
"Jay, I swear on Anu, if you don't fucking feed I'm going to knock you out and pour blood down your throat."
"What are you guys talking about? Jared needs to drink blood now?" At a glance at her face there were varying emotions; anger, worry, and sadness.
It took me a while to decipher all the emotions she was throwing at me.
"Don't worry, I ordered two males," I winked at her.
"I'm not drinking fresh blood, Sloane. Nor would I from another man."
"Jared! You're literally trying to shove your hunger onto me and it's literally draining the stored magic from the Blood magic. Do you want to go torture people in order to feed me just because you were an asshole and forced your blood hunger onto me? OR do you want to grow some hairy balls and do this shit yourself?"
I admit it. I'm very cranky when I'm hungry and right at the moment I was no where near my usual hunger because of Jared. So, I was beyond pissed because I needed to feed.
Jared stayed silent and a few minutes later two men stepped through the door. One man has shaggy blonde hair and blue eyes while the other had black hair and dark brown eyes. The first was pale skinned and the other was dark skinned. They contrasted so well I almost choked on saliva. That's how hungry I was. Honestly, I wasn't looking at them as a sexual object at the moment but more like a steak while starving in a desert.
Before Jared could say anything and make me lose my appetite, I'd Vampire sped to the closest one which was the blonde. My hand slid behind his head to grasp his hair before pulling his head to the side. He had an amused smirk on his face but he probably held off on joking because of my glowing eyes.
Anytime a Vampire was in the throes of Blood Hunger it was dumb to even talk because Vampire's only have one focus; blood. Teeth sinking in, blood flowing out, pure bliss. Every pull I took on him made him let out a moan and when his legs gave out I had already wrapped my other arm around his waist to keep him upright.
The position was an awkward one since he was technically taller than me and so he was sort of leaning on my shoulder to lessen our height difference as well as giving me access to his neck. As my hunger had begun to satiate a bit, I started to take notice of the man I was feeding on. Let's just ignore the mental struggle my brother was going through as I felt him feeding through our bond.
Blondie was actually really handsome and I had to wonder why the hell he was kept as food. My only guess was he had been stupid, beautiful, but dumb none the less. Or maybe just broke.
When I pulled my fangs from his throat, I used my blood magic and sealed the wounds I'd left. Since he was a Supernatural, my bite mark wouldn't have healed but I just didn't want to leave marks on his unmarred neck. I'd realized when I pulled away that he hadn't been bitten on his neck yet.. which could only mean he was one who preferred being between in other places. It was a rule to not bite food in the places they don't agree to.
I'd actually been so hungry I hadn't even asked.
"I'm sorry," I said feeling slightly ashamed.
"No need to apologize," the blonde guy responded lazily with a mischevious smirk, "I didn't mind at all."
His eyes had traveled to his pants and that's when I realized they were stained. How embarassing. For him or for me? I'm not sure but I felt heat in my cheeks for a split second before looking towards my brother.
I ignored the guys chuckle.
Jared had pulled his mouth away from the guys wrist and given a small 'thank you'.
One of us had said 'I'm sorry' to our food and the other had said 'thank you'.. the disparity!
A/N:
Eh~
Guys, I realized I didn't write it in this chapter but honestly it's just a small detail that I figured doesn't need to be added right now. Maybe it should've been left in the previous one. Well I'll add it here instead: Isbal was left back at Cane's place. Lmfao! I can't wait to see what's happened there while Sloane and the gang have been gone. x.x Poor Cane.
Ah, as a side note, I'm now writing two other books aside from this one. I'm more concerned with the fact that all three are very different in many ways. I feel like I've got split personalities sometimes. Just started on a book about Reincarnation within an Otome game. I've seriously seen so many of these that I decided 'I'll take this bull by the horns and make it my bitch'.. So that's what I did. Fair game! Nn. Well, your Author is kind of a crazy person so don't blame me for having such scatter brained tendencies. :P tehehe