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will be staying with me indefinitely.
Therefore, you will need to be reborn before we can begin our relationship. If
you please me well enough I may even consider taking you as my mate.”
    Salvatore
had been feeling generous with his new consort. Taking the time to explain
everything to her, but his patience was quickly coming to an end. Even her
scent called to him. It was amazing he had resisted her even this long. Finally
she was his. A feeling of possessiveness and delicious anticipation sang
through his veins.
    “I
don’t understand! What does that mean?” The man was clearly insane. She had to
find a way out of there. Ava’s battered brain frantically searched something,
anything that might save her. Frantically she began yanking at the chain
keeping her trapped on the bed.
    Ava
gasped as Salvatore’s eyes shifted from midnight black to blood red. Red! He
had red eyes! Grinning broadly he could feel himself harden at the fear he
sensed pouring off of her. His body hadn’t responded this easily to a female in
many years. Still smiling so she could clearly see his teeth, he laughed at her
horror as she watched his fangs begin to lengthen.
    “What
are you?” Ava gasped.
    “Oh
come now. Surely you have it figured out by now.” Salvatore looked at her as
though disappointed.
    This
isn’t happening! This isn’t happening! Ava’s mind rejected the
reality unraveling before her. She frantically resumed pulling at the chain in
earnest, tears of fright ran unchecked down her pale cheeks.
    “Shhh.
Don’t worry love. It won’t hurt much.” Salvatore chuckled. “Well, actually,
that’s not true. It will hurt a lot.” Salvatore had thought to toy with her a
little longer but the scent of her fear was just too appealing. He could wait
no longer. “Yes, I think you will be a lot more fun after your transition.
Let’s get started shall we?”
    Ava
screamed as Salvatore suddenly lunged for her, snarling. Seeming to move faster
than any human could. His rough hands pulled her to his chest and he fisted her
hair in his hand, painfully jerking her head to the side. Violently he bit into
the side of her neck, tearing delicate flesh and sinking his fangs deep into
her tender skin.
    His
bite was savage, demanding and relentless. Ava pounded his shoulders with her
fists trying to get away but it was too late. There was no escaping his deadly
hold on her. The pain in her neck was excruciating. She could feel him pulling
deeply from her neck and faintly registered a trickle of blood running down her
chest.
    Salvatore
growled his pleasure as he drank deeply from her. Her taste was more exquisite
than he could have hoped for. He felt the demon inside of him begin to take
control. For Ava, time seemed to slow down. It seemed he would never stop. It
seemed she fought him for and eternity, trying to break free of his hold. She
began to feel weak and cold and could no longer raise her fists to fight him. Her
mind was becoming fuzzy and her breaths became shallow. Somewhere in the back
of her mind she realized she was dying, drained of her life’s very essence.
    She
was so tired and just wanted to give into the darkness that was calling to her.
All she had to do was let go and sink down into the comfort it offered and all
the pain and horror would go away. Everything around her faded into the
distance, everything except the beating of her heart. She listened as the
thundering of her straining heart slowed to a quiet flutter.  There was
one soft beat… then one more and then a peaceful silence.
    Hearing
her heart take its last beat, Salvatore struggled for the strength to pull away
from her neck. Battling against the dark demon that screamed at him to drain
her down to her soul he released her fragile neck.
    Quickly
he sank his teeth into his own wrist and then pressed the bleeding wound to
Ava’s lips. The dark liquid slid down her throat, unwelcome, forcing its way
into her body. Just as Ava felt the sweet pull of darkness