After the nightmare becky had encounter her grandfather adopt her and brings her to live with them in the province. At first expression the place is peaceful but somehow she find it weird. The little town is too far to the main town. Also they had...
I stared at my new phone, still in awe that the master had bought it for me. My old one broke in the accident, and I'd missed the connection to the world. Now, I'm in my cozy room, scrolling through social media and catching up on the news.
Since the master announced I'm her mate, my life has changed. I no longer do chores in the mansion. Instead, I spend my days sleeping, eating, reading, and writing poems. It's a peaceful existence, but a part of me longs for more.
Today's different. The master invited me to her office, saying she needed to discuss something. I knocked, entered, and found her on a call, her expression serious. I sat on the sofa, waiting patiently.
"Close your eyes, little one," she said, her voice soft.
I obeyed, wondering what she had planned. When I opened them, she held a school uniform, a gentle smile on her face.
"I spoke to the principal; you start school tomorrow," she announced, her eyes sparkling.
I hugged her, thrilled. "Thank you, Master!" The uniform felt like a new beginning.
I took the uniform and admired it – a skirt and vest, crisp and clean. "Your school things and schedule are in your room. Do you prefer walking or having our driver take you?" she asked, concern etched on her face.
"I'll walk, Master; the school's nearby." I wanted to feel normal, like other students.
I excused myself to try on the uniform, which fit perfectly. I found a bag with school supplies and a heartfelt note: "Good luck on your first day, little one."
As night fell, I got ready for bed, my mind racing with excitement and nerves. But then, I heard a loud crash from the master's room. I knocked, but she didn't respond. I entered, finding her pale and tired on the floor.
"Master!" I rushed to her side, helping her up and onto her bed. "Are you fine?"
She moaned, "I'm...thirsty." Her eyes seemed sunken, her skin pale.
I offered my blood, but she resisted, her gaze locked on mine. I found a small knife, made a tiny wound on my finger, and put blood on her lips. Her fangs emerged, and she drank. I felt a sharp pain and blood flowing out.
Afterward, she licked the wound, kissed my neck, and whispered, "You're stubborn, little one. Next time, don't enter my room when hearing strange noises; I might not control myself."
Her words sent shivers down my spine. She kissed me, and I stayed with her that night, feeling tired, sleepy, and strangely safe.
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