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   Chapter 13 In The Master's Chamber

I Thirst For You By JMFelic Characters: 19110

Updated: 2018-09-06 22:41


Using his ability, Cord disappeared from the throne room and materialized to where he felt Amanda's weakening presence. Liquid shadows first enveloped him, from the foot to the head, and it dispersed, the moment he touched the grassy ground.

He scanned from side to side, trying to find any traces of the woman: her golden-brown locks maybe or just a silhouette of her body, but he found none.

Seething in anger, he directed his focus on her heartbeat again. He found it somewhere near the vicinity, very faint and decreasing, but the exact location of it was a mystery to him.

Where was she?

The biter who had the audacity to attack her had already fled. Cord couldn't feel his presence anymore. But he would have wanted for the biter to stay, just so that he could exact revenge and tear his neck apart.

Aware that time was ticking, Cord continued to scan the area. His blindness didn't even deter him. He looked and looked, making outlines as clear as he can, until he found an oddness in the pond.

Little waves disturbed its peacefulness and from its murky waters, he noticed a discoloration in it. He couldn't really say what color it was, but he had great belief it was red. Blood.

Clenching his fists, he raced towards the pond, hesitating not a second before he plunged into ten feet of water.

Once under, Cord found the woman he was looking. Amanda's backside hit the bottom. Her face was angled up, hands and legs were in a stiff position, devoid of any signs of life. No pockets of air could be seen clinging in her nose. No clues that she was still alive.

Cord wondered where the red came from and there he saw it, in Amanda's left shoulder, two wounds which oozed her precious blood. At first it looked to be a laceration, but upon closer inspection, there were pinpoint marks at the end.

His jaw muscles twitched.

Strongly, he propelled his legs towards her and in mad desperation, he stretched his arm to grab her elbow.

There was a quick pang of guilt in Cord when he felt the rigidness of Amanda's body. Whatever happened to her earlier, she didn't deserve it.

Why was he too lax? He was the Master of the House. He was supposed to give her the ultimate protection. But he failed on that aspect big time.

Temporarily shoving the thoughts aside, Cord embraced her, pressed her chest firmly against him with one arm and the other guided them towards the surface.

"Breathe Amanda. Breathe for me, " he stated through clenched teeth once he lay her on the cemented part of the pool. By this time, heavy rain had indeed poured down the land. The wetness was enough to stain red the surrounding ground due to Amanda's bloody wound. It was never a good situation when inside a vampire estate, but to hell be it, voiced Cord in his thoughts.

He just had to save this woman's life, and quick.

Kneeling beside her, he straightened his arms and placed his palms on top the other against her chest, ready to do a basic life support maneuver for the first time.

He did five cycles, putting enough pressure in his palms, the whole time he shouted for her to breathe, but when he still got no response from Amanda, he hissed.

He pulled his blindfold out, eyes immediately glowing red, and in one swift move, pressed his mouth against hers.

Such was the feel of her lips. Plump. Soft. Full of life. But Cord didn't linger on the thought. It was just improper considering their present situation.

He pinched her nose, tilted her chin and with one exhale, gave her the breath of life. He did this twice and thereafter proceeded to pumping her chest again.

"Come on Amanda, breathe!" he shouted.

Miraculously, Amanda coughed, spitting out water and breathing hard. She opened her eyes for a moment, locking it with Cord's worried ones. There was a flicker of fear at first, then anger, and then a rare emotion Cord had yet to understand for himself.

"Co...rd, " she spoke, weak but still clear.

He brushed her wet cheeks and opened his mouth to respond, but then stopped when he saw her lose consciousness.

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"She is doing fine Milord. Thanks to you, she was able to survive the drowning, " Lady Granger explained as soon as she emerged from the other side of the room. Her neatly tied bun was slightly in disarray, the sleeves of her blouse were drawn up to the elbow and her eyes showed a little bit of weariness.

It had been six hours of nonstop labor since the Master burst into the kitchen door of the servants with Amanda on his arms. Luckily, the governess was there doing her early morning routine. Cord didn't need to issue commands. Lady Granger and her team of servants were quick to do first aid on her and that included changing her damp, blood-soaked cocktail dress, spongebathing her with warm soapy water until dirt and grime disappeared, monitoring her, and providing her a warm, comfortable bed to lay.

And that said bed was in the Master's chamber.

The governess didn't even question or think twice placing Amanda there. It was their Master's stern command and it warranted no explanation.

"And the bite wound?" Cord asked, setting his mouth into a grim line thereafter. It was imperative he ask that. His kind, when they successfully drain their victim's blood, leave bite marks. It doesn't heal, unlike when they just take an enough fill in their bellies.

"It is now healed, " Lady Granger answered, cognizant of that fact. "It seems the biter wasn't able to suck her dry. She must have stopped it on time. She's a fighter, Milord."

Cord released a relieved sigh. "That she is."

He stepped inside his bedroom wanting to see the woman's condition for himself, but stopped abruptly and turned to face

"Well, I'll leave you to your goodbyes. You can stay in the castle, but I can't have you sleeping here. This is my chamber after all."

Noman inwardly giggled, a wild thought popped in his mind of how romantic the Vitalis Master was. Surely, he was head-over-heels for his bestfriend. "Yes, I know. Just give me five more minutes to have a one-sided chat with Sleeping Beauty, " he stated and tilted his shoulder up.

Cord didn't nod but he left, allowing five minutes before he could have the woman alone for himself again.

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"You sure are lucky, damn you, " Noman stated once they were alone again. "First Matteo and then, the Vitalis Master."

He stared at her whilst grinning and then shifted his butt up to take out something from his coat pocket.

It was a cylinder-shaped box, thin and wrapped in violet suede.

"By the way, I have this gift from Matteo. He gave me this just in case you'd be permitted to drop by the apartment. I guess it is timely that I visited here."

He opened it and pulled out a necklace.

The chain was thick, made of silver, and it had minute engravings of weird shapes in it. What was striking the most with the jewelry was its pendant hanging in the center. It was an amethyst stone.

"Well, ain't this pretty?" he asked, looking at the stone. "This would complement you a lot, Cait. The stone's color is the same as half the shade in your eyes."

With a snort, he bent and hooked the necklace in her neck.

"There, beautiful."

The amethyst settled neatly in her cleavage. Its color showed a stark difference from her white nightgown - a swirl of magical purples, blue and white.

For a moment, Noman saw a quick spark from it and then a slight change in color to a red, but he shrugged his shoulders thinking that it was just the flame's effect from the fireplace of the room.

"Well, I hope to see you tomorrow Cait. Rest well tonight."

After planting her a kiss in the forehead, he stood up and then walked out of the bedroom.

"You done?" Cord asked when he sensed Noman's presence. He was sitting near another fireplace of his chamber with Jerome standing behind him.

"Yep, " Noman nodded, putting one hand in his hips.

"I'll have Jerome assist you to your room. Would you want another one or would you like to occupy Amanda's which was yours before?"

"The previous one please, " he answered, "I like it there because she has a laptop I can use for my tweeting."

"Very well, " Cord replied and then flicked a finger midair, a signal for Jerome to take. "Have a pleasant night, Mr. Asghar."

"Same to you, Mr. Vitalis."

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Once both of the men left, Cord went back to his bed chamber, pulling his blindfold out. He saw the necklace around Amanda's neck, but didn't bother on taking it out. He just stared at it and found that for a stone, it emitted a bright swirling shade in the center, but he couldn't determine what.

Thinking nothing of it, he proceeded to his chair, returning to his earlier duty of guarding her.

Strong was the temptation to lie next to her this evening. With the possibility of her waking up tomorrow, he expected that this would be their last night together. He would have wanted to take advantage of that, slip his arm under her waist and cuddle her close, but extinguished the idea before he could even execute it.

It'd be better to avoid the woman, he thought. Try to create as much gap as he possibly could.

But that night, when he was surprisingly in a deep sleep for a vampire, Amanda awoke and tore that gap down.

She left the mattress and climbed up his chair to straddle him, her face just inches away from his. Both of her hands were pressed flat against his chest for some time until they climbed up to his neck and assumed a strangling position.

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