Diego was stuck to Esmeralda like an iron to a magnet, Blake contributed in hooking and pinning him closer to Esmeralda. That same spot, Blake watched Diego, under his order drain out the blood of Esmeralda and put in her his own blood, completing the first stage of the changing process.
With the extensive blood lost and the possible poisonous blood of Esmeralda, Diego died on the spot after completing his mission.
Blake tore his gaze from the dead Vampire who took his place in completing the changing process, to Esmeralda. He cradle her closer to himself, before carrying her out to where she would be buried for twenty four hours.
At the end of twenty four hours, the second process will resume which is not the least peaceful process. Blake affirm to the fact that the second Esmeralda awake after twenty four hours of sleep, him alone would be responsible for her, as her Maker.
Reserving blood down would be a good option now, as no one knows to what level her thirst will be when she awakens.
WHAT?
Vimdraolf half screamed for the second time after listening to the explanation given by the five Alphas, when he had regained his consiousness
It took him almost a day to return back to consiousness, although he had not fully recover from the sun burn and the impact of the fall, especially on his wings.
Only Blake has that information, he refuses to disclose, claiming it’s to avoid distraction.
Vimdraolf stands after hearing the words of Luke Alpha 2, he dashes out of his room limping as he held his bandages hand to go find where his mate was buried.
Even if her scent was faint as it has been hours since she was moved, only him was still able to trace it, including hearing her faint heartbeat. His search led him to the backyard of the castle, the same spot Amargo uses for her black magic, the same spot Vimdraolf was whipped for 800 years when not been able to complete a task. He has not stepped a foot there since he betrayed Amargo, not even a single item has been moved on his command.
He retrieve his right foot back, the same one that almost entered a place he forbid himself to go.
Painful memory of the lashes started paying in his head. He could see clearly again how Amargo deeps the heavy chain into a pot, bathing it in wolf’sbane each time before bringing it in contact with his skin.
His growl, howl, grunt, plead, tears just fed her more. She saw his father in his eyes, and enjoy every bit of suffering she inflicted on him. Vimdraolf was nothing more than her toy, her puppet and slave whom she could do as she dim fit.
Vimdraolf stood frozen on the spot, his palm folded into a punch, he was not moving back or moving front. He knew Blake did this on purpose, knowing it’s the only place he didn’t have the courage to visit
A painful scream came from the small cave room in the backyard. He immediately identify the voice as his mate and jolt out of impulse but stopped when he realized what he was about to do.
Esmeralda has successfully dug herself free out of the the grave Blake made for her.
Opening your eyes to see yourself buried in the ground is not an experience to wake up to. Her couterance spelled how confused she was. She felt weak and pains on her gum, as her fang and canine struggle to grow.
Her body was rejecting the blood, Diego and Blake’s blood became posion In her system.
Blake watch her form a distance how sweat form on her body from the internal battle she was fighting. He expected this much and he still was surprise although glad at how she made it, after watching how she unknowingly brutally killed Diego.
Blake has his suspicion of what Esmeralda could be, and if it turns out to be true, she is in more danger than she thinks.
Esmeralda felt nothing then suddenly felt something, and in a second it changed again to nothing. The slightest sound became fuller, it was like she could feel the waves of the breeze. She felt the air more pronounced on her skin, everything was just so overwhelming.
She was stuck in both worlds, she feel alive, and also dead. She felt herself narrowly escape the strong jaws of death, but something still held her, not wanting to let her go.
As a result of her state when she died, not having her heart properly in her body, that turned out to be a problem. Even if she was brought back to life, as a reason of her heart been disconnected from her body, she encounter problem in transition.
GET AWAY FROM ME!!!
Esmeralda used the back of her hand to hit Blake when she thought he was a threat.
At the same time, tried coughing away the itching she felt In her throat, but each attempt made it worse, and the itch gradually turned into thirst.
But what was different this time was that Esmeralda didn’t envision water in her mind, but rather another liquid, a red liquid that can only be found in some living creature, most especially human.
Thirsty?
She tore her gaze to Blake who she realizes has been a thorn in her flesh the minute she opened her eyes.
I Have What You Wish For Now…. You Know The Liquid To Solve Your Thirst.
His last sentence cause Esmeralda attention and Blake smiled to himself and thought.
At least we are going somewhere.
And What Do You Think I May Need Now weirdo?
Esmeralda spoke in a subtle voice, every sound that resonate out of her throat, makes her case worse.
But instead of replying her, he shows her the first pile of blood he got for her.
That was enough to put Esmeralda on the edge. She suddenly change into something she was not, something she could never even in her wildest dreams imagine. The mere sight of blood disgusted her, but not right now, she could even feel the flavor of the blood she has not even tasted yet