Chapter 9 - No rest to the wicked.

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 Kieran’s POV

‘’Let’s talk.’’ 

The red haired beauty said while pushing me onto the king size bed.I fall over the bed like a sack of potatoes.

‘’Ah,  what.’’ 

I muttered.My mind was still adjusting to the sudden changes, like where the hell I am, and how. It all felt so surreal, like I’m dreaming. And the goddess who was currently wiping blood from my forehead didn’t help me to come back to the reality at all.

‘’Jeez, Nurse Ratched, have a heart, you are hurting me women.’’I screamed in pain when she touched my broken arm.

‘’Your arm is swollen, bleeding and broken, let me treat it.’’ She said in a soothing voice. ‘’ Men act like babies when they are ill.’’ She added in a low tone likely to herself.

‘’Oh, look at  that head wound! It’s bloody and filthy.''

She yanked my head forward to examine the wound, ignoring my yelp of protest ’’ I’ll be right back with some med. ‘’Then poof! She disappeared.

What the hell, vampires can’t teleport, so she must be something else. But what, god my brain is pretty slow today.That queen bitch teleported me into this bizarre place. What If this means vampires are getting stronger, developing more powers .

No,that better be some crazy thought of mine.And I was full of them since that day she kidnapped me.I could almost smell her lavender sent like she was right there in my damned cell.And as if it’s not enough I was cursed to yearn to see her in every time I was strong enough sneak free from this place;she appeared in my every dream. What scared me most was,none of them were nightmares and every time I see them I craved for more like some drag addict.

Then after a few seconds, The red head was standing by the bed with a small bottle in her hand.

‘’ Open your mouth.’’ She brought it close to my mouth.

‘’No get it away from me.’I heard me saying but my mind was pretty addled to be sure if that’s what I said.

‘’I’m not good with healing magic. But this will ease your pain. Your wound's look  painful, I’ve got something for that to. ’’

  Even though I was trying to push free, she was pinching my nose closed and pouring the brew down my throat.

‘’You are a witch.’’I said weakly when she released me. And they are very rare,only god knows what they can do. so if this is a real solid witch in front of me I’d be good as dead.

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