Savor, a Paranormal Romace (Warm Delicacy Series, Book 1)

Chapter Eight

Chapter 8

     I don’t know exactly how much time had passed, but to me if felt like a lifetime.  The night of my transformation remained pristinely clear, however the time that followed was foggy.  I recalled waking on several occasions to wretch into a waste basket, which I later saw and deemed too beautiful a waste basket to vomit in, even for a Princess.

            When my body finished the change and finally accepted it, I was able to think clearly.  It was as if a veil had been lifted.  I was aware of my surroundings like never before.  My eyes widened at the sight of my room and I found it hard to comprehend that it was actually more beautiful now than it had been before.  I could see all the textures and I noticed the changes in colors made by the candlelight on different kinds of fabric.  I could feel and hear who in the room were vampires and who were humans.

            There were two vampires in the room and I found them quickly as I could sense where they were without even having to look.  Mara and Evilyn were seated in my waiting room just outside my door.  Evilyn sensed my eyes on them almost immediately and smiled as she returned my gaze.

            As they both rose to approach me, I noticed that they looked far less formal than I had ever seen them before, but no less beautiful.  In fact, I think they looked even more beautiful with no make-up on their faces and wearing simpler clothes. Or was it because my improved eyesight truly captured every angle of their beauty?

            “How are you feeling child?”  Evilyn asked as she took a seat beside me on the bed.

            I had to think on it a moment to find the words that could describe what I was feeling.  It was difficult to find a word that could express the new sensations I was experiencing.  Still in awe of the whole experience, my hands flew to my mouth touching my teeth where my fangs would soon begin to grow.

            I was silly to expect them to be similar to Robin’s, clearly fangs but yet not nearly as long as the older vampires, even though she had told me that it would take a long while.  I was shocked to find two fully grown fangs and ran my tongue across them not trusting my fingers discovery. 

            “I have fangs,” I said in a shocked tone.  “Robin told me that fangs take time to grow.”  I looked to Evilyn for an answer and found her expression to look both pleased and concerned.

            “You are developing quite fast, Claire.  I’ve never heard or read anything about it before,” Mara said in the same fascinated tone I noticed in Dmitry.  When I saw her looking at me like I was some prized science experience I turned to Evilyn for a better explanation.

            “Is there something wrong with me?” I asked.

            “Of course not!” Evilyn said with a tad of arrogance and an almost irritated tone. “You are a Noire now, a Princess, pure of blood.  The acceleration in your transformation is only proof of our superior blood line and the strength of the ages that now runs through your veins.  It was my very own blood that was used to change you.”

            I then saw the expression of hidden hurt in her face and realized that I may have accidently insinuated that something was wrong with her blood.  “I didn’t mean to offend you.  I just wasn’t expecting… well these,” I said as I pointed to my fangs.

            “They are beautiful child,” Evilyn cooed as she ran her hand softly across my face.  Her touch was no longer cold and I smiled back at her.  My new mom.  “I have something for you.”