After a while with Cordelia, she got pulled away by Axel. Someone grabbed my wrist and pulled me into a corner.

“Hello Vein,” whispered Faron.

“Faron, we can’t do this. Think about Phoenix,” I whispered harshly.

“Then end it with him.”

“No, Faron, I like him. But I like you as well. We just can’t do this.”

“Do what? This?”

He forced his lips onto mine and pushed me against the wall. I tried to push him back but he was stronger than me. He slid his hand behind my neck, like he had done six days earlier when feeding from me.

His kiss was much like Tyler’s had been when I was human. I started relaxing just as Faron pulled away abruptly. My eyes flicked open. I saw Phoenix punching Faron in the face. I panicked and ran.

Nobody noticed me. I was the fastest in the Coven. I was in my room within less than a second. I ran to the window and pushed it down. I turned around and yelped. Phoenix was right in front of me. I pressed myself against the window. He seemed sober now.

“Phoenix, I–”

“What happened downstairs, Vein?” he interrupted.

“He kissed me. I tried to push him away, but he’s stronger than I am.”

“He’s the only one who’s stronger than you.”

I stared at Phoenix. His expression was fierce. He softened and pulled me into a hug. I started crying in his arms. He held me tighter.

“I’m so sorry for not being there to protect you, babe,” he whispered.

“You probably shouldn’t have punched him.”

“What was I supposed to do?”

“I don’t know. He’ll be angry with you now.”

“How do you know so much about him?” he challenged.

“When he turned me, he transferred some of his personality to me.”

“There are only two people in this Coven that were turned by Faron: you and Katharine.”

I wiped my tears on the back of my hand. Phoenix tipped my head back slightly and traced the bite mark on my neck. Not the two elegant holes that humans imagine; four teeth marks that are jagged and torn. The wounds were closed now but you could still see the way the skin had ripped.

“Sleep with me today,” he whispered.

“Okay.” I smiled weakly.

I turned my head slightly. The night was getting slowly brighter. The sun was rising. Phoenix held my hand and gently pulled me out of the room. He clicked his fingers and the door to his room opened.

He shut the door behind us. His room was much like mine; cream carpet and white wallpaper, a sash window with black-out blinds and candleholders stuck into the wall.

He clicked his fingers again and the lid of his coffin swung open. We climbed in and he pulled the lid down. The darkness didn’t bother us, we could still see. He stroked my cheek and kissed me.

Some of the vampires in the Coven had beds; they tended to be the more contemporary ones, and some of the older vampires had coffins.

“I love you,” he whispered.

“I love you too,” I whispered back.

I heard the door open and footsteps enter.

“Phoenix, you in here?” asked a voice.

The person banged on the coffin lid gently. It swung open and the person straightened up.

“Oh, good, you didn’t kill her,” he said.

“Nice to see you too, Matt,” I said.

“I never said it wasn’t nice to see you, Vein.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

Phoenix laughed and sat up. “What’s up, Matt?”

“Just checking you hadn’t killed your girlfriend.”

“That’d be hard to do.”


“I’m fine, see?” I waved my hands around. “As undead as I’m going to get. Now, good day.”

Phoenix lay down and pulled the lid shut again. He kissed me again. He slid his arm under me and held me in his arms. I snuggled up to him. I closed my eyes and released a contented sigh.

“Matt talks in his sleep by the way,” said Phoenix


“Matt talks in sleep.”

“About what?”

“A girl called Bliss. She was a girl from our village. He loved her and was about to ask her father for her hand when he became a vampire.”

“I can hear you, you know?” said Matt from his coffin.

Phoenix chuckled and kissed my forehead. And I fell asleep.

The End

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