Blood Vengeance [COMPLETED]

Chapter Forty-Two - Ice Maiden

Then, just as she was sure he must feel this hatred too, Hector turned to look at her with a desire in her eyes that was beyond any she had seen before. But it was different now; there was no care or love in his gaze. It was no more than pure, animal desire.

He looked as though he wanted to destroy her; to fuck her until she broke; until she died in his arms.

Horrified, she stepped back, but Hector followed, a low rumble in his throat. Over his shoulder Selene could see Arthur roaring and slamming his fists into the walls. Her heart began to race so fast, it felt like its final denouement; its last moments before certain death.

A second later Hector's hands were on her, his burning Vampire skin scorching her flesh.

"I will take what I have denied myself all these years!" His fangs were visible, shining white, as he spoke the words.

Selene found herself unable to make a sound; her throat had closed in panic as Hector leant towards it, his hands now on her shoulders, pinning her in place.

This was not how it was supposed to end.

Selene closed her eyes; she hadn't even the energy, nor the time, to struggle against his iron grip. Each of his movements was so fast that she could barely see it, let alone anticipate it.

A bright flash lit up the skin of her eyelids, and she clenched her eyes shut tighter as she felt Hector's hands ripped away from her.

"He cannot have you now," said the witch; her voice calm, soothing the silence that had replaced Hector's brawling.

Selene peeked her eyes open, daring to look through interlocked eyelashes at the crumpled man on the floor who had been Hector. His limbs shook as though he were in shock, and a small quivering noise emanated from his lips.

"What did you do?" asked Selene, turning to the witch.

"You are one of us now; or you will be once we have purified you."

"What do you mean?" Selene frowned, a deep-seated panic rising in the acid of her bowels.

"He assigned you to us, in order to save your life. That Vampire," she said, pointing, "felt some human compassion for you, but he had to pay to save you. And now that he realises what he has done he will never rest until he is satiated. He will come for you until he is no more."

"What?"

The witch was unperturbed by Selene's panic. "We will protect you."

"So Hector paid by giving me to you?" Selene could not restrain her feelings as she spoke; she was appalled at this revelation.

The witch paused, staring at Selene, freezing her with her bright eyes. "Would you rather be dead?"

Selene hung her head. "No. Of course not."

"This is a gift he has given you. To be re-virginized. To be purified. To become the ultimate being in all the world. Do you not want that? You will be untouchable."

"What will you do to him?" Selene tugged on the fabric of the top she wore, worrying at it with her fingertips.

"There is no place here for Vampires. But we are not vengeful. He will be released, alongside his brother. We will let him out into the world again, to fight their corner."

"Where will they go?"

"That is none of our business, once they are expelled from here. They will either be killed by one another; by their own kind; or by the boy who fights in your name."

"Xander?"

The witch nodded. "If ever a pure love was felt, his for you is beyond reproach."

Selene felt the witch had struck her; thrust a knife through her chest. "His love...for me?"