It had been about two weeks since that night at the tavern. Seb had insisted I stay in bed which for once I didn't object too. I still feel weak, I can barely walk, but being cooped up like this is driving me nuts. Everytime I make it out the door to go outside he appears to either escort me or carry me back to bed. The more he does it the more I feel like a prisoner. Seb always brings me dinner in my room and insists that it shouldn't be much longer. Whenever I try to tell him I am going outside his warm demeanor turns cold and he growls telling me to stay inside. I hate it, I feel controlled, even my beast begs for freedom.
I hate to admit it but I miss Alucard, his warm golden eyes, the way he moved silently through the castle, the way his long blonde hair waved in the breeze. Staring at the four walls of the bedroom with only a candle to drive off the dark I often find myself imagining he is there with me holding my head in his lap as he softly reads a book until I drift off to sleep. I should have never left the way I did, I was angry and betrayed but I never wanted to hurt him so I left. Maybe when ... if I get my strength back I will go back.
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Something is horribly wrong. Seb is not who he seems. My suspensions have started to grow after my appetite decreased. I ate less, hiding what the food I didn't eat so he would not be worried or angry. Over the next week my strength began to return steadily until I felt brand new. But an urging in my gut tells me not to tell Seb instead I continue to act weak and fragile. Something about this place is not right, like it is more than it seems.
Whenever Seb leaves I quietly sneak outside to enjoy the fresh air and then rush back inside when I smell him coming back. He keeps my knives, boots, and jacket away from me, whenever I ask for them he insists that I will get them when I feel better. My heart aches for Alucard, I want to go back if only to see him again. I have made my decision, I am leaving this place even if I must force my way past Seb.
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"Little pup!" the sounds of Seb's cooing sends a shiver down my spine. I hate the way he says it, like a vampire playing with dinner.
I quickly dive back into bed throwing up my mask of weakness as he sticks his head through the door a fake sweetness surrounding him "There you are my little pup. Tonight is the full moon and like always we must transform..." hope sails through me, tonight I will escape tonight when we are both in wolf forms. Whatever Alucard did to me gave me full control over my wolf form, well he is savage I will run. "...But..." my heart freezes in my chest "... Because you are still so weak little pup I have prepared some herbs for you to take. They will make you sleep all night when you transform your wolf form will sleep also." What! I quickly mask the horror that rips through my body. He's planning on fucken drugging me to keep me inside. I want to leap out of bed and leave this place right now but I force myself to stay still.
I force a sweet smile on my face that never reaches my eyes "Thank you Seb that is very kind of you."
He smiles again before leaving. I can hear his footsteps receding as I let my body relax. I want to throw up right there as the very thought of what he just said makes me nauseous. I need to leave tonight any way necessary.
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The Werewolf of Castlevania (Book 2)
FantasyCharlie has found paradise and control with Alucard. But what happens when her world crumbles around her. Will she regress back to her primal instinct? Who will she turn to for help? *Cover Art not mine. I do not own characters but Charlie is mine.