Chapter 06

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Eve had said they'd be taking Ginger to her room but the woman had decided on a long as hell tour of the school. It didn't bode well for the other attendees either, though they didn't know yet. Ginger was slowly making her selection, or rather, her list. She couldn't start off right away of course, she'd need to gain trust, and even become friends.

The last thought almost made her vomit in her mouth. Friends? With a monster? That's like asking a spider not to eat the friendly, but diseased fly. It would never happen and most would think that the spider in that scenario was the Sup, well it wasn't. Arachnids were very important. They got rid of pests like flies and gnats, so clearly Ginger was the spider.

So far she had her number one and two for sure. The more she heard about the two wolves she'd met this morning the more they inched to the top of her list, until finally winning those first two slots.

What was the deciding factor?

Well, apparently Lyssa was promised at a young age to Ethan's best friend Quinn, who was in love with Lyssa, but Ethan and Lyssa were and have been meeting each other for a sexual rendezvous every night behind his back. This wouldn't be so bad if Lyssa hadn't been in a relationship with Quinn the entire time. So basically Lyssa and Quinn were together in the day, then at night Lyssa was with Ethan.

Ginger acquired this information at a lunch she'd been forced to join. In a matter of five minutes from a chatty human female, who appeared to be a servant to a made vampire that would inevitably be her information source, had given Ginger so much that the poor girl and vamp hadn't, probably would never, realize their mistake. At least they really would be the last to be offed. Ginger made a mental note that Claude and Trinity weren't to be killed just yet.

So what it came down to: it was one thing to be a Sup, but a cheating Sup? Come on. What a bunch of losers! Now, if she could just decide which one deserved to be the first!

Great, a murderer with morals, she thought to herself. How does that work?

Lucca would never cheat on her. She was sure of it and once he came to understand how much she loved him, what she did for him, he would never even think about cheating. That's just the type of guy he was. Sexy, smart, funny, at least from what she could hear of his conversations, and loyal to a fault, so what more could she want?

After the turkey sandwich with sweet pickles, a choice Eve had scrunched her nose at, which made Ginger bite her tongue less she say something she'd regret, they'd gone to the infirmary for blood testing.

For as long as she could remember she'd hated needles. It wasn't like she got a check up every day, in fact once that family had died in the fire she'd never gone to the doctor again. It wasn't like she got sick and who really needed to go if they never got sick. Maybe it was the smell of the rubber tourniquet, it definitely wasn't the alcohol swab, though it could be that she felt the needle slide in, felt the blood draining from her.

"Don't take enough to sample either," she couldn't manage to hold in. "I'm not food!"

The male nurse, with soft fluffy brown hair, and hazel eyes gave her a soft grin. "I'm not a vampire sweetheart."

I'll sweet "heart" your ass. Give me an hour in an examination room and your heart will be in my hands you fucking pig, Ginger's thought spewed with hatred, more so than usual. This was most definitely because every time Eve was preoccupied with something else his digits would slip over her breasts.

I'm going to break his hand.

"Then what the hell are you?" she settled on saying through clenched teeth.

He leaned down and tucked her red hair behind her ear so he could whisper into it. "You'll just have to find out won't you love?"

This bastard would be dickless number one, Ethan and Lyssa officially dropped down in slots. And he would be. Dickless she meant. She would cut it off when he was alive so he could feel himself become emasculated. Damn pervert!


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