Vampire who cried Human

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Leonardo was sitting on a settee near the fireplace in his study room when Annabeth entered and bowed in courtesy.

"What's the news Annabeth. I hope you don't disappoint me."

Annabeth clenched her hands into fists not knowing how to disclose the information to her master that they couldn't find Jared. She looked at him mustering up her courage and spoke in monotonous tone.

"Pardon us master but we couldn't locate whereabouts of prince Jared". Leonardo slammed his fist on the armrest gritting his teeth and turned to face her.

"And why is that my dear Annabeth?"

"Sire, his scent had been concealed by something and we aren't able to trail it", she told Leonardo dropping her gaze on the marbled floor waiting for the hand to come in contact with her face.

"How did his musk disappear?"

"We could only trailed his scent to the cemetery nearby but beyond it, it seemed to vanish and is only in the swirls of the graveyard".

 Leonardo heard her while playing with his turquoise ring and pondered upon the information she had given him. A vampire's scent cannot be hidden from another vampire or half breeds, who act as hounds between vampires and humans, unless he's marked by someone significant. It's doubted if a human could conceal the musk but only one type of humans could do it. His irises widened upon realization and he stopped playing with his ring.

"You can go for now, Annabeth", he ordered her resting his chin over his perched arms with one hand placed over his ringed hand.

Annabeth's breath hitched for she's expecting harsh treatment from him but he said nothing simply dismissing her from there without any further verdict or command. She bowed and left the room suspecting his motive behind silence.

 Leonardo stood up from his seat and walked to stand in front of the hearth placing a hand on the shelf and bent lowly, resting his forehead on his arm and chuckled at himself.

"This game is going interesting"

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Renesmee was lying next to the bed of Jared's. IV was injected in her arm for blood transfusion to Jared who was still unconscious with the head injury. Renesmee peeked at him from her lying position with contorted mouth since she neve liked the needles and blades in he entire life. She remembered when she was younger and whenever she had a fever, her father would  take her to doctor and she would always snap the fingers of doctor who'd try to give her a shot for fever. And now here she's lying giving that idiot her blood who was floating somewhere in the world of limbo. She flared her nostrils at his sleeping form if he died on her or ended up in comatose, she would followed him to the far shore, revive him then would murder him with her own hands. Maybe she would marinate him and cook him in the oven to dish him out with salad and lemons. Red tapes around his body and she'd pick rose petals from his lips, Adam apple, hollow of throat, chest line, nipples, belly button...

"Ms. You're passing your horniness into the blood of patient".

Renesmee looked up the grinning nurse who had come to remove the IV from her arm and pressed tape on the injected place asking her to lie down for a while. The nurse checked on Jared and bent down till her busting breasts that seemed to pop out of her uniform any minute were dangerously brushing against Jared with a sly smirk on her face. Her hand during giving shot on his back drifting lower much to Renesmee's dislike. Renesmee blew off steam of Harry Potter's engine train from her ears. In the background she appeared to be the deity "Kali" in rage with bloodlust on her head. Reneseme dangled her legs off the bed and bent down to grab her sandal throwing in the nurse's direction hitting square in her face.