Vampire Emeritus (Part #3) ✔

Chapter 13: Vampire Resources

For the next week, everything went as planned. Tina and Thomas hired some guards to walk around the property and pretend they were useful. William filled our house with soldiers, real 'yes' men, who asked little questions and did as they were told.

Generally an anti-war person, I've learned to respect the military. They weren't intrusive, they minded their own business and had an envious sense of duty and routine. The more I thought about it, the more it seemed like all men should go through the same type of training in their lives. Women, too.

If nothing else, to stop being such whiny little bitches and learn to get up in the morning.

These men, some as young as twenty, were responsible, mature and most importantly, they got shit done. My mind kept jumping to boys back on campus, who slept through their classes, had an attention span of a goldfish, and their sole purpose in life was jerking off and drinking.

On the other hand, the soldiers were so serious that my entire property turned into a play-area for brooding, grown-up men. They were no fun.

This pissed off Tina the most, because she was trying her best to seduce some of them.

Ian trained the vamplings. It turned out hiring him worked best once William had already done his magic. William taught them to listen to commands, Ian taught them to fight.

He mostly kept to himself and had little to no interaction with me. I was stuck in an interesting conundrum. On one hand, I wanted time and space to work through this thing on my own. On the other, I acted like an animal in heat around him, desperate for his attention.

Honestly, it was getting kind of embarrassing.

With the ever-growing number of people in our household, Thomas and I finally put the dining room to use; a huge rectangle-shaped room with an oak-wood dining table, twelve red velvet-covered chairs around it and large, wall-sized windows covered with floor-length dark-red curtains.

Sitting around it, we felt like royalty.

I knew buying a mansion was a good idea.

Right now, we were enjoying our supper, just the vamps, mostly because humans were absolutely horrified by blood in our goblets. Yes, we used goblets. We've watched Dracula last night.

"Caiden said the next attack is in five days." Thomas broke the silence.

"They're not really effective, are they?" I sipped the blood from the goblet. "An attack per two weeks? Lame."

"They don't want to attract a lot of attention." Ian answered.

He sat as far as possible from me, and I couldn't help but resent it a little bit. He behaved like I was made of glass each time he was around me. It pissed me off and I specifically told him not to piss me off, lest I decide to kick him off my property with a shotgun.

"What's the deal with those killings anyway?" Tina asked and put her feet up on the table.

"Tina." I warned.

"Ugh, fine." Her feet dropped down.

"It's a form of intimidation." Ian answered her question. "At first, they were a bit disorganized about it. They wanted to spread terror through the States, but they're much more... deliberate now. Not every killing is about intimidation, which is why not every killing is stopped."

"What does that mean?" Thomas asked.

"Some of those are actually recruitments." Ian said. "They feed the people vampire blood beforehand, murder them, drag their bodies out and set the house on fire. The people are turned into vampires and their existence is erased."