Son Of The Devil

Part 1

Lucy

This was perfect. Honestly, what did I expect running from home like I did? Really, it was one hell of a home that I didn't mind leaving, but now that I have been caught, I have to serve I out my punishment. Anything would be better than being the food for a very old, very hungry vampire, but that was now my fate, and I would have to stay until my punishment was over.

Sense they had all but taken over completely when the supernatural decided to show themselves to humanity, I wasn't taken back by my punishment of being a feeder, they knew what I hated. And I hated being vampire food, even if their bites were euphoric. But at the same time, vampires were, first and foremost, predators, and there was enough human in me to be used as food for one.

This particular vampire, though, scared the hell out of me. He was the son of Dracul himself, a monster the same as his seir.

The Hellsgate coven knew how to put fear into us younger witches. Especially those of us who are not pure blooded, mutts, they called us. They had no qualms about leaving me in the hands of this monster. I hated the immortals. They were the reason all my close friends and family were dead. I would never trust another one again.

Naturally, my hatred for them gave the coven the idea for my punishment. I would do it, get this over with so I could hopefully go back to my life in the commons. I didn't really have friends there; us half witches knew our chances of survival were minimal compared to the others. Between being bullied by the pureblood witches and used by the vampires, we stood little chance of living full lives. So, we tried to stay acquaintances as much as possible. But there was still someone that I missed terribly.

I stared out the window of the black Chevy SUV that drove me to my doom. Dramatic, yes, but that's how I felt the closer we got to the house. When they said the son of Dracul lived remotely, I had no idea they meant in the middle of nowhere, northern Alaska. The high mountains and tall trees and the miles and miles of nothing made the reality of my situation very clear. Even if I wanted to run from here, there was nowhere for me to go and the chill of the long winter coming was looming over me.

My only hope at the moment was that this particular vampire kept this business strictly on the me being food, side, and chose to keep me alive. To be honest, I was more terrified that he would want more from me than I was willing to give. If the stories were true, I would be completely defenseless against him. When the SUV stopped in front of a nice two-story cabin, my heart dropped into my stomach. I wasn't ready, and I sure as hell was not getting out without some encouragement.

There were a million things I wanted to do, but going in there to be left to the mercy of a monster was not one of them.

"You can't stay here, Lucy, you have to get out."

I glanced at Ed, who had turned in his seat, watching me struggle with myself before turning my attention back to the cabin, and sighed.

"Well, Ed, this will probably be the last time you see me."

Ed, of course, said nothing, just offered me a sympathetic look before turning around in his seat, waiting for me to get out so he could leave. Typical. 

Hand shaking, I reached over and opened the car door, grabbed my small suitcase in hand, and stepped out.

"Goodbye, Ed." I said, shutting the door before he could return the statement.

That was probably going to be the last time I was going to see another person. Before we left, I was given a brief run-through of what happens here. Which honestly, isn't much. One pair of vampires will come in a few times a month to restock supplies for the house and to see if I am dead or not. I had a feeling they hoped I would run, because the one thing they made very clear, was that if I ran, I was dead.  I wasn't allowed to leave the grounds. They might not be visible to me, but there would always be eyes on me. I would always be watched here.