A Vampire's Slave

XIV

My master had a long scar that started underneath his right eye and ended at the corner of his lip. Another scar sat above his left eye. Other than that, he looked just how he was before I left.
However, the mansion was not the same. No windows, it was smaller and the air seemed too stiff to breath in. White sheets covered furniture in the small home, while cobwebs took over corners and whatnot.

Mochief smiled, placing his hands behind him as he paced slowly in front of me. His stares made me uncomfortable causing me to squirm. As I did, the two big men that held me down in the small chair I sat in, squeezed my arms tightly. I yelped, not enjoying the pain.

Who would?

"Welcome to our new home Isabella" my master says as he let out a devious laugh.
"When you were taken, I decided it's best for us to move to a better place. As you can see, it's quite filthy and I simply cannot live in such a filthy environment"

As Mochief spoke, I began to feel my heart tug. That small drop of freedom I had was now forever gone. It was fun while it lasted. I learned so much in just those few hours outside the mansion. But oh how I will miss Eron. The way he looks at me. The last time I saw him, our eyes didn't leave contact from one another until that black bag went upon my head.

Most would call me crazy, to fall in love with someone who I have just met but I cannot help myself. I find myself thinking of him every second, when he touches me, I just cannot control myself. He saved me, saved me from a wicked place that I wish not to be in.

"And that isn't all, do you see these two men that are holding you? Well they will watch your every single move. They will tell me if you are doing something you shouldn't be doing"
I look from my right to left to look at them. They were identical of one another. Both were bald with muscles bigger than their heads.
One smiled at me, showing me his fangs.

"Careful now, that one bites" My master says. He laughs as he watch fear crept upon my face.
My only thoughts were of Eron.
I was barely able to dodge it before Mochief hits me harshly upon the cheek. The sound echoed, throughout the small home.

"Listen here Isabella, whatever you have found out or heard from those dogs, you will forget about it! Whatever they taught you was merely a lie! You will not speak of it no more, if so, consequences shall be held" my master says.
I kept my head in the position I was slapped in.

A lie?

It cannot be a lie! I saw with my very eyes what they spoke. Just to think, I have been a slave to a vampire when I hold a wolf inside me.

"It is indeed bizarre that I have missed your presence Isabella"
My gaze quickly connects to Mochief. Miss me? How can that be?

"What you do not know, will do more help than harm. Believe me. You have been under my care since birth, Isabella. I make sure you have a place to sleep and you have always had at least something to eat....what those wolves did were greedy. You still owe me! You are to pay for what your-"
Mochief stop speaking. His index finger that he had pointing at me retracted into a tight fist.

"I'm going to my chambers. Do not disturb me" Mochief spoke, with a shake of his head. He let out a deep sigh as he walked away, heading elsewhere in the home.

"Get started girly" one of the bald men said to me, placing a bucket and rag in my hand. They pushed me harshly upon the ground and they found it amusing.

I hate him

I widen my eyes, hearing another voice inside my head. Had I gone mad?
It is me, Farrah!

Wolves cannot speak! Well how do I explain what happened in the meadow?

You can speak to me, Isabella.