🩸Beautiful Blood -- Sadistic Vampire Keeping Human Pets

Vendetta of a Vampire

   Back at Nyx’s mansion…
   The aftermath of the fight with Lily's freakish brute of a werewolf was pure chaos at Nyx's mansion, and Nyx. Was. LIVID. It was hard to tell if all the damage in the foyer was all caused by the actual fight, or if it was from the rageful rampage Nyx went on after Lily escaped with her two favorite bloodbags.
   She'd taken the full extent of her wrath out on her surroundings, and even her fellow vampire guards didn't dare cross her in such a violent mood. She rarely got this way, but Lily had snatched her two most valued possessions from right out under her nose. She was outright furious.
   There'd been one servant foolish enough to get in the way, and Nyx had shredded him on the spot in her anger -- but in the end it only made her even more frustrated, because it left yet another bloody mess to clean up. Eventually she'd stormed off to her living quarters to fume alone.
   How DARE Lily steal her prized pets. Nyx had to get them back... she'd stop at absolutely nothing. Especially to get her hands back on Asher. She needed his blood, a deep craving had formed in her gut after his escape. His blood was like the sweetest nectar, the most fulfilling wine. She could still smell his presence lingering in the air, tempting and mocking.
   Have fun with him while you can, Lily, Nyx thought venomously. Because I WILL get my toy back... and when I do, I have a long and painful death waiting for you. When I catch you, I'll take my sweet time...
   Nyx stayed holed up in her room the entire rest of the ray and well into the night, until finally she summoned a servant to feed on.
   And while she waited for her meal to arrive, she pulled out her phone -- and dialed the number of a vampire she knew well. It was time to call in a favor.
   "What is it this time?" An exasperated voice answered after a few rings.
   "Augustine. I'm calling to collect that debt you owe me."
   "Seriously? That was two whole centuries ago! I thought you would have forgotten about that by now..."
   Nyx could practically hear the groan in Augustine's voice, and she laughed childishly, propping her ankles up on a quartz coffee table. "Aww, don't be like that! Aren't you excited for the chance to see my pretty face again?" She teased. "You should know by now that I have a very long memory."
   There was a soft knock on the door, before it cracked open, and a young male servant came nervously shuffling in, eyeing Nyx with unbridled terror in his expression.
   Nyx's hungry eyes lit up at seeing him, and she beckoned him to come to her as she continued talking on the phone. "Look, Augustine... something unfortunate happened. Two of my best servants were stolen, and I need help tracking them down and bringing them home. And I know you have an abundance of resources at your disposal."
   "I've never known you to let a servant escape," Augustine's voice said in her ear. "How'd it happen?"
  Nyx's ears tinted red with shame. "I... got greedy and careless. Too loose with security. That's all you need to know. So, think you can help a fellow vampire out?"
   The human servant finally made it to the couch Nyx was sprawled on and sat on the edge. Nyx could already hear his heartbeat racing with primal fear. She grinned and snaked her free arm around his lower back, forcefully yanking him up against her side.
   The boy let out a surprised yelp that turned into a frightened whine as he instinctively tried to pull away from the invasive contact, but Nyx only tightened her grip in warning, and he quickly stopped trying to escape.
   "Is someone else there with you?" Augustine's voice drawled. "Don't tell me you're trying to feed while talking on the phone with me. You always get woozy after drinking too much."
   Nyx laughed, a cold, cruel sound that made her servant flinch hard. "Don't worry about my life choices, Augustine. We're almost done with our conversation anyway. Name your price for your services hunting a lost human down and I'll pay it in full. Deal?"
   Augustine's answer was a satisfied grunt before he hung up, and Nyx set her phone down, turning her full attention to the human quivering in her grip.
   "Now I can have some alone time with you," she purred playfully. Her talk with Augustine had given her new hope. She was still angry that she'd let Lily get away with the crime, but her mood was certainly better than it was five minutes ago.
   Nyx's eyes narrowed like a deadly predator, and between one heartbeat and the next she had her fangs locked deep in the boy's throat without warning, one hand on the back of his neck to hold him still. Her free hand clamped tightly over his mouth, muffling the bone-chilling shriek of agony as she started drinking fast, too fast to keep up with. This was a disposable servant, she didn't care to be gentle or cautious with the feeding.
   The servant thrashed at first, desperately writhing, but his struggles rapidly lost power as the life was sapped from him with every swallow Nyx took.
   There was a vibrating buzz that interrupted the situation, and Nyx lazily took her teeth out with an eye roll, picking up her phone to check the new message that had appeared. It was from Augustine, as expected.
   It was a price, along with a note: 'sorry, but this one's going to really cost you. I have to clear my whole schedule just for your job. I'll be at your place tomorrow night.'
   Nyx smiled wolfishly, typing her answer: 'Look forward to it. Maybe once you return my missing servants, I'll let you have a taste of one. There's something special about one of them... I'm certain you'll find it fascinating.'
   Her victim was breathing shallowly as he laid limply on the couch where Nyx had dropped him, blood leaking from his neck with every heartbeat. Groans and moans punctuated each labored breath, his fingers twitching feebly.
   Nyx hit send on her message and turned back to the human servant with a pleasant smile, baring blood-stained teeth. "Right. Let's continue, shall we?" She hummed, and descended on him like a bird of prey.
   There was something so disturbingly casual about it, texting while draining a bloodbag dry. But Nyx didn't care. She drank her fill until the servant beneath her fangs had stilled and stopped breathing, and she couldn't help wishing that it was Asher's regenerative blood instead that filled her stomach. Normal humans were so annoyingly fragile.
   Nyx detached from the servant with a dissatisfied hiss, shoving the limp body off the couch to hit the floor. She didn't care if it left a bloody mess.