The Mistletoe

Chapter XVIII

We went for a walk with Laura's father and some hunters, searching for the Beast of Gevaudan, but I knew that with the contingent and the weapons we had, it would be a massacre in which we could end up losing.

"Traps, bullets, and we lost two more men! We should use explosives!" complained Laura's father. The creature had become more aggressive since it attacked me, and now it was killing wild animals, pets, and livestock. I was only concerned about not letting anything happen to him and was trying to think of what to do. I had considered the idea of ​​using a blunt weapon, like those used in medieval times against fully armored knights, remembering that it was a giant rock that had given the final blow to the Peuchen. I still remember the vivid scarlet eyes that both beasts had when they tasted my blood.

After being soaked in the rain, I heard that a contingent from the army would come to help. A letter had also been sent to get experts in the occult to investigate and assist the military contingent regarding the creature, but most agreed that this beast was probably some exotic animal escaped from a zoo.

There were also some taxidermists and naturalists who were very interested in the subject, and it seemed that the creature was really becoming popular. I didn't like this at all because it had already disrupted the timeline enough. Inside the mansion, there were also some problems. Although the doctor had discharged Laura, he insisted on conducting his own investigation in case the outbreak started again.

Laura and I were almost finished analyzing the Arthurian novels while Carmilla conducted her own analysis and occasionally corrected Laura.

"My dear friend, in order to progress with the reading and for our dear friend Miguel to understand as well, I kindly beg you to stop debating interpretations and let me explain the basics," Laura pleaded.

"My beautiful Laura, our beloved Miguel needs to understand and appreciate the beauty and subtleties of the epic poem. Don't feel attacked, I only want the best for you," replied Carmilla.

I always ended up more lost than a penguin in the desert. What seemed like classes turned into a debate on English literature. "Damn, I miss a quick round of Counter-Strike."

Laura's father had forbidden us from going far from the mansion for fear that the beast would appear again, so I used to have breakfast in the morning with Laura and have tea in the afternoons with Carmilla.

Sometimes Laura's father tried to find out more about Carmilla's family, but she, as always, refused to give details or diverted the conversation, as always. The problem was that Carmilla had practically been living with Laura for a while, and he was really starting to worry about her family's delay. It's not that he minded having her; on the contrary, she was a very pleasant girl. But he found it really worrying that it had been months, and there was no news about them; the carriage never returned.

Spending months with the girls really made me learn a lot about their way of seeing things. I don't know how girls are in the present, but both Laura and Carmilla seemed very intelligent and cultured to me.

After having tea with Carmilla in the afternoon, I would retire to my room and lie down. I didn't usually use too many covers because I had, let's say, a high tolerance for both cold and heat, but I must confess that the nights had become very intense. I hadn't felt this way since I was in puberty.

Every time I closed my eyes and went into my typical night trance, I had dreams about Carmilla again. The first ones were of subtle touch, with very romantic dyes, the typical, kisses and caresses, in different landscapes, which were usually places that I had already seen, always with the common denominator of those, let's say it this way, eccentric kisses.

From there, in the following dreams, began what in my land we call "hickeys". A teenager who received the famous hickey from a lady, was praised as a legendary hero by his peers at school, and showed it with great pride, as if he had won a football world cup, so basically I dreamed that I received sessions of these from Carmilla, it seemed so real that I could feel her breathing in my ear.