A Vampires Slave

Chapter 7

Claude's pov

I stand in the wash room cleaning off the blood from my face. Damnit. Iris was not suppose to see that.

I slap the cloth on the counter and walk away. "Oh darling. You still have blood on your chest." I glare at Sarah as she walks into the bathroom grabbing the cloth.

"What are you doing here?" I question as she wipes off my chest. She gives me a cocky smile as she kisses my chest.

"Because I couldn't bare being away from you." She smiles biting her bottom lip. Without thinking i push her off of me and snatch the cloth away from her.

"Leave, I need to clean this mess up." I state walking back into the bathroom.

"But Claude, baby-"

I look back at her with a hateful glare. "I said leave Sarah. I have no time for you silly games." I growl. She rolls her eyes and stomps away, slamming the door behind her. I groan in annoyance as my eyes trail to the dead blonde on my bed.

After I cleaned myself along with the bedroom I leave heading down to my office.

"Claude what the hell did you do to her?"

I walk into my office to see an extremely pissed off red head. Great.

"I've done nothing, she should not have been in my room." I clearly state walking past her towards my desk. Before I can sit down she flashes in front of me blocking my path.

"She hurts Claude, she wouldn't let me heal her." Mary sighs, but still holding her glare with me.

"What do you mean hurt?" I question, my anger slowly resurfacing.

"Sarah got ahold of her. She got some deep cuts on the side of her neck." Mary states stepping aside. "As much as she hates you at the moment, I'd go find her. Who knows what's lurking around this house." Mary sighs walking out of the room.

I stand there for a moment before rushing out of my office. Where ever Iris is, she needs to be healed before one of my guest get ahold of her.

"If you don't back off I'll claw out your throat asshole!"

I turn the corner to see none other than the only guest I wish she hadn't crossed. Lord Roger the third. The second most powerful man aside from me. Fantastic.

"Now now dear, all will be over in good time." He grins inching closer to her. Without another thought Iris balls up her first and swings, connecting with Rogers jaw. His eyes quickly snap towards her, his anger rising. He raises his hand ready to slap her across the face. I look at Iris expecting fear, instead she looked fearless more or less repulsed.

"Don't you dare lay a hand on her." I snarl walking closer to them. Iris's eyes shoot towards me. I ignore her as I stare at Roger.

"Excuse me? I found her, she is mine." He calmly states. I grab iris's hand and pull her towards me and grab ahold of her collar.

"This showed she is mine, do not touch her. Am I clear?" I state, keeping my voice low. Before he could answer I pull Iris beside me and walk away.

"I thought I told that red head to keep you away from me." She grumbles, like a child.

"She told me you were injured, I went to find you and make sure you were okay." I calmly state as we continue to walk.

I walk her to her bedroom and have her sit in the bed. "Please let me see." I calmly state. She glares at me for a moment before giving in. She pulls her hair into a pony tail and reveals the deep nail marks on the side of her neck.

I try to control my anger as I stare at the wounds. "And Sarah did this to you?" I question. She nods her head as she lets down her hair.

I take in a deep breath as I bite into my wrist. "Drink my blood and you will heal." I state. She looks down st my wrist and then back at me before laughing.

"No way in hell am I drinking from a monster. If I did I wouldn't have all the scars I have." She chuckles crossing her arms. "A little bit of blood and scratches never hurt no one." She states.

"You have more scars?" I question. My eyes lock with hers as her cocky expression drops.

"Show me now."