The Vampire's Love (Otherworld Series #3)

5.Bloodlust

I sat in the library with a book in my lap. My meeting with Nikolai Shizkov was long done. I was now free for the day. And did my usual thing.

Reading books on the Hidden.

Today I'd chosen to read a book on bloodlust. Specifically because I wanted to know what I was suffering from.

I opened the book and cringed at the picture there.

It was a malnourished vampire feasting on the carcass of a human.

Bloodlust is a vampire disease in which the suffering vampire stays without blood for too long and eventually turns 'Feral' and sucks the blood of any creature it can find. Feral Vampires have to be put down or can cause serious harm to even their own family members.

I imagined myself sucking the blood out of my son and gasped, cursing myself for even thinking about it.

I shook the image out of my head and focused on the book.

The first stage of bloodlust is when the Vampire starts thinking odd thoughts. The second stage is tiredness and nausea. The third stage is the final stage. In this stage the diseased Vampire starts to see everyone as potential food. Vampires suffering from the third stage are too far gone to save, therefore Vampires who are at the first or second stage should immediately start feeding enough.

Tiredness and nausea. It's not Pius that tires me out...its the bloodlust. And that explains the nausea.

I stood up calmly and put the book back in the bookshelf.

I took two deep breaths and broke out into a dead run towards the stairs and towards Hanes room.

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Hanes was naked in bed and having sex with a buck elf when I barged into his room.

The female shrieked and covered herself. I shrieked and covered my eyes. The bile rose up my throst and I covered my mouth too with my other hand.

Okay. Remind me to never barge into the King's room again.

"Catra!" Hanes exclaimed.

"I'll wait outside." I said hurriedly and ran out of the room.

A few moments later the buck elf came out of the room with a red face.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't know my grandfather was busy....I just have to tell him something very important. I'm sorry." I apologised.

She looked startled. And shook her head. "Don't be sorry, my lady. I should have locked the door. It was stupid of me, you could have been someone else, the attacker perhaps. " she said wide eyed.

I nodded, my face still flaming. So the attacker news has already spread.

"I shall leave now, my lady." She bowed and left. I muttered a sorry and a take care and entered Hanes' Room.

Hanes was standing in the middle of the room with the same red face his lover had. He was dressed in a bathrobe and some flipflops. His hair was still a mess and lips still swollen from a kiss.

I blushed as I looked at him.

"You should've knocked."

"I should've knocked." We both said together and then laughed nervously.

"Don't tell Pius." Hanes suddenly said. I looked at him surprised.

"I just don't want him to know that I'm...you know sleeping around. I know he loved his grandmother a lot and he'll feel as if I'm cheating on her memory. " Hanes said nervously.

I nodded understanding the situation. And respecting the order.

"I understand. "

"Now why did you come here? This better be important " he said glaring.

Tears sprung up in my eyes and I chocked a sob as I ran toward him and threw myself in his open arms. I cried on his bathrobe and he rubbed my back soothingly.

"What's wrong my child?" He asked in that loving fatherly tone of his.

I wiped my tears and sniffed. " Pius..." I said but burst into tears again.

"What did my stupid grandson do again?" He asked wiping my tears.

"He's not feeding me....I'm so hungry." I said my eyes on the pale skin of his neck. I could see the vein... I wanted it so much.

"What?" He asked with wide eyes.

He shook me by the shoulders to bring me our of my spell and took my face in his hands.

"Pius is not feeding you...What is this?"

"He feeds from me. Hasn't let me feed. He hates me Hanes. He only cares about himself. He taunts me and teases me and insults me. He hates me. I'm so hungry. I haven't fed since a month. Help me." I said desperately.

Hanes watched me with wide eyes that filled with anger and pity. I looked away from his eyes to avoid the pity but my eyes landed on throbbing vein on the neck. I liked my lips again feeling my fangs elongate.

"Are you in Bloodlust?" He asked with barely contained anger. I nodded still looking at the vein that called to me.

"How far?"

I murmured something incoherent and a wave of nausea came over me I managed to turn away and puke my guts out into a corner. My face flamed with embarrassment as I kept puking.

"Shit." Hanes said rubbing my back. "Second stage. Critical." He muttered.

A wet cloth rubbed my mouth and my forehead and a hand pulled at my shirt. Hanes placed me on his bed that smelt like sex and sweat and the walked towards the table to get some water from a jug. After he fed me the water, he covered my bra clad chest with a bedsheet and said:

"If Pius can't do his job than I will." With that said, Hanes produced a knife and slit his wrist.

I felt my hunger rise and my vision turn red at the sight of the thick blood. Food.

And with an animalistic growl, I latched onto the wrist and sucked the nourishment.

Ah! At last!

But I need more. I want more. I pulled Hanes down and pushed him on the bed and bit his neck, where I got more of the nourishment.

One last thought in my mind.

I'm going to regret this.