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told you why I smiled, but the joy inside me was every bit as real as the look on my face.
     
    I sat on the bed, trying to ignore the feelings that the silk sheets evoked as they touched my bottom and thighs and toted up the facts as best I could.
    I’d been sent to The Don as a swap for some kidnapped boy. That hadn’t worked and the people who sent me probably expected me to fight my way out if the swap failed.
    My mind thought I should be stronger and faster than I was. Even The Don had been surprised that I wasn’t. That mist net on the ceiling must have been electrified. It looked as though it might have been made of silver wire. They thought they’d need to use it on me. That was why The Don had waited by the table, probably with his hand resting on the switch to drop it on me.
    The room where they’d put me had its windows blacked out. The door would keep a rhino locked up. I figured that it had been designed for use against people like me. So what the hell was going on?
    Damn it, I hadn’t even seen daylight since this whole thing began.
    That thought ran round in my head as if it was obvious what the answer was and I should have known it without thinking. Unless…
    I grinned at the silly thought that occurred to me and I stood up to face the mirror again.
    “I’m a vampire.”
    As soon as I said the words a transformation began. My hair darkened from ash blonde to midnight black, my jaw lengthened and my canines extended so I could no longer keep them in my mouth. I became slimmer, paler and taller. My fingers stretched and their nails grew long as they darkened. My eyes became as black as tar. Not only the pupils, but both eyes looked like eight balls without the lettering.
    My eyes drifted down my body. “Grosth,” I said with a lisp caused by my . Whatever else a vampire female needed, a good trim below was high on the list. You could have hidden a small dog down there.
    I was surprised that I wasn’t frightened by the change. Changing seemed the most natural thing in the world. My already excellent night vision improved to the point that the overhead lights were painful. My head throbbed and I growled. The desire to kill someone, anyone, crept over me and my eyes searched the room for victims. Damn it, I was alone. When my eyes passed over my tee-shirt, the blood stains stood out as if lit by ultraviolet light. I licked my lips in anticipation and realized I could smell the blood.
    I went to the door and the urge to hunt almost overwhelmed me. I sniffed at the keyhole. Three people were somewhere on this floor, two humans and one other who filled me with instinctive fear. The humans called to me, but that third one shouted flee , stay away . I ripped the chair away from the door and it flew across the room.
    Instincts were pulling at me, but escaping from the room in daylight seemed a little suicidal to the small intellectual ‘me’ that remained locked up in a feral skull. I concentrated on becoming my previous self.
    It was a struggle. Having released the beast in me, it wanted to go out to play. I looked at my hands and willed them back to their old shape. The fingers shortened and suddenly the rest of the transformation was easy. I shuddered in near ecstasy as the change completed. It felt so good even though it left me craving more.
    Whatever else, the sexual urges the change had induced couldn’t be stopped or delayed. I slid onto the bed and my fingers gave my body the release it was craving for.
    Some time later I smiled with satisfaction, even as I realized I needed to take another shower. I was a vampire and vampires are cool.
    By the time I’d finished the shower my clothes were dry and I dressed. My hair seemed to have a natural ability to stay neat even after two showers and a couple of changes of form. I grinned; despite the situation I felt totally at peace with the world.
    There was a knock at the door and Mike’s voice called out.
    “If you unlock the door, I’ve got your