The Institute

Chapter five - Secrets

As we sat at the empty table, elves appeared out of thin air and started to take the other’s orders. I just waved my hand gaining strange looks around the table before I thought of a juice burger and fries with a light dash of salt and a dollop of Ketchup. I thought of the smell, the taste, knowing how specific I need to be when conjuring food and then it was there in front of me. 

Kadzait leant over and stole a fry from my plate and ate it, looking at me with surprise. "So, if you can make that out of thin air, why even come to the dining hall?" 

"Petal told me to come." I shrugged as I ate a fry myself. "Plus, may as well get the initial stares out of the way." I confess. Not adding that my room was too quiet and thoughts of never seeing Matthew again were haunting me. You also couldn’t use magic to summon everything as it took energy and, if you were too selfish with it, would have major consequences. 

"So, it's true then?" Vilks asked as he took his plate of rare steak from the elf that had reappeared with it. "You're a bit of half and half?" His companions looking at him like he had just told me something I shouldn’t know. 

"Half and half." I laughed. "Well, that's the nicest way anyone has out it yet. Yeah, I am half witch, half nosferatu." 

"Shouldn't you be drinking blood then?" another of those at the table asked. 

"Lincoln." Kadzait hissed. 

"What? It was just a question." Lincoln defended. 

"I… I don't want to have blood." I stuttered, my voice fading as images of what I did came back to my mind again. 

"Kadzait!" a deep voice boomed from across the room. I turned to see a large well-built guy striding over, his blonde hair moving slights with his large stride. He was impressive and was an obvious angel with his light aura and piercing blue eyes. "How the hell did they rope you into coming here?" he asked as he shook Kadzait's hand his other clasping him on the back. 

"Hey Caleb. My father thought it time. He can run the pack without me for a while." Kadzait shrugged. 

"The last Lycan alpha son, coming to a dump like Asloxorth’s." Lycan? I thought Kadzait was a werewolf. Looking at him now, I could sense more power than with a werewolf. Lycan's were almost extinct, their race struggling to birth females leading to a lot of crossbreeding with other species and then they were not guaranteed to have a Lycan child. Caleb's blue eyes moved over to me. "And who is this?" He asked, his eyes sparking slightly. 

I quickly chewed my mouth full of fries to answer but Kadzait beat me to it. "This is Violet." 

Caleb smirked. "Holy s**t. The Violet, seriously?" I scrunched up my face at his shock while Kadzait nodded and hummed yes. "Thought you nosferatu were all about keeping to yourselves." 

"We are." another deep voice said from my other side. I turned my head to see the polar opposite of Caleb, except for the impressive muscles. This guy was as dark as night and I could feel that darkness call to the darkness inside me. His black hair was in stark contrast to his pale skin making him appear even paler "Why are you eating human food?" the guy asked. 

"Back off Lazarus." Kadzait growled. 

"Why should I?" Lazarus smirked. "I can help her more than either of you two can." 

"You mean you want to get in her pants." Caleb spat. 

"And I guess you two are just being good Samaritans, taking the little lost half breed under your wing." I stood up and went to walk around Lazarus, having enough of people talking about me and not to me. "Where are you going princess?" he smirked as he blocked my path. I concentrated on his brain, thinking as I did with Morvi, and popped a few blood vessels, knowing now that he would heal. "Ahhh, you bitch." he hissed as I walked around him. 

He reached out and grabbed my arm. "I wouldn't do that if I was you." I threatened as I popped more of his vessels making his hand flinch away from me as they went instead to hold his head as if it would stop the pain I was causing. I moved around him, glad when he did not attempt to stop me this time. 

"Violet." I heard Kadzait yell as he ran out behind me. I kept going until I reached fresh air. "Violet." he called again as he caught up to me outside. "Are you okay?" 

"He is right, isn't he?" I hissed, turning towards him, feeling my fangs pop out in my anger. 

"Violet." Kadzait went to defend himself but then sighed. 

"Unbelievable." I sighed out as I turned to storm away. 

"Violet." 

"Stop saying my name." I yelled. 

"No, Violet, listen to me." I turned, getting angry at how my name sounded with his voice, but for some reason, it wasn't totally bad. "Look, it is nothing personal. Lycan's are like all the other supernatural beings here. We are s****l in nature and yeah, I admit, I was intrigued by you. I mean who wouldn't be." 

"What? See who can get the filthy half breed into bed first? Is that how it is?" my voice sounded dark, similar to how it sounded in my room when I lost control. 

"What? No! Violet, most Lycan's are half breeds anyway." he defended as he reached out to me. "I just wanted to get to know you." 

I flinched away from his touch. "Yes, well now you have. You can go and tell all your little friends to stay away from the freak." and with that I closed my eyes and teleported back to my bedroom. 

I quickly changed out of my uniform hating how it made me feel. Like I was conforming, giving in to what they wanted me to be. I stripped down and wanted to take another shower, but I didn't even know where the bathroom was. I shoved on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and teleported back to the entrance of the building. "Petal." I called out as I looked around at the much quieter entrance way. 

"Violet." a voice called back, but it wasn't Petal's. Out of the side room where Petal had come earlier, Caleb and Kadzait came out, looking me up and down as I stood barefoot in my casual clothes. 

Petal soon joined us as the two stayed stood in silence. "Petal, where is the bathroom? I need a shower." 

"The floor just below yours dear." she told me, looking between the guys and me before adding. "I'll give you a minute but then you two have to leave." she gave both Caleb and Kadzait a pointed look before walking back where she came from. 

We stood in silence for a moment before I wrapped my arms around me defensively. "What do you want?" I whispered. 

"I, we, were worried about you." Kadzait informed me. 

"Why?" I scrunched up my face, not sure if this was a game to them or not. 

Kadzait rubbed the back of his neck. "You were really pissed." 

"Yeah. We're sorry Violet." Caleb added. 

"Sorry you were nice to me to try and get into my pants, or sorry you got called out on it?" I snarled. When neither of them responded I let out a humourless laugh. "Bet you two have played that card before huh, tall handsome friends helping a damsel in distress." Again, they didn't answer, only confirming my suspicions. "Well, you two can find someone who actually needs your help. Just stay away from me." 

I teleported back to my room feeling even more angry. I grabbed a towel and walked down a flight of stairs, finding the washroom empty I locked the door and stripped. I turned on the water and got under the spray. It was like heaven. I felt like the top layer of my skin was being thoroughly cleaned. It was a million times better than my own shower and the only good thing I had experienced in this place, except maybe Petal. 

I mean, I expected for people to hate me, at least the witches were being upfront and honest with their feelings towards me. But the Lycan, nosferatu and Angel trying to get into my pants, I mean seriously. Yes, I understand that we are s****l beings, that was part of why I was so drawn to Matthew, my urges to explore that side of myself being too much for me to handle. But he was my first, my only, it felt like they were tarnishing my memory of our time together by cheapening it with their promiscuity. I didn't care how long I was kept here; I would not give in to them. 

Although, it was strange, the feeling that I had like each of them called to something inside of me. Kadzait called to a wildness within me, that loved to go to the park and run around on the grass with no shoes on. Me and Matthew used to do that, we would pack a picnic and just go. Matthew would sit in the shade of the trees and just watch me with a smile on his face. That smile that I would never see again. Caleb called to the light within me, the good side that was always kind to others. That is how I had met Katie and the others. Katie had left her purse on one of the tables where I worked and I walked to her house to drop it back off. She was shocked I hadn't taken anything. Katie was always well off but never flaunted it, being equally kind as I was. Lazarus though, he called to that dark side, the one I had only just realised really existed. If I was being honest with myself, it had always been there, hiding in the back of my mind, pushing me to ignore what was right and do what felt good, everyone else be damned. That scared me more than anything. 

But I would not be another notch on anyone's bedpost. I would not throw away who I was just to feel more at home here, more accepted. My hand went again to my necklace, the only thing anchoring me and stopping me from losing control. The only thing that is stopping me from losing who I am. 

I turned off the water and got out, drying myself before putting my casual clothes back on. I cast a little magic to dry my hair, feeling the world start to sway slightly. I had used a lot of magic today, more than I had in a year put together. The boost I gained from drinking blood was gone and now I felt like an empty shell. I walked out of the bathroom, grasping on to the banister to help myself back up the stairs. I got back to my room and literally collapsed on the bed. The world went dark and everything seemed to fade away as I lay there, hoping at least I could be with Matthew in my dreams. 

I woke up after a dreamless sleep, feeling a hunger I had never felt before. It wasn't for food, but I knew what it was for. I groaned as I rolled over and looked out the window to see the swirling sky, remembering fully where I was. I got up, falling to my knees straight away with a loud bang. I tried to lift my body but couldn't, falling straight back down on to the rough floorboards. 

The door to my room flew open and in stormed Petal, a small gasp escaping her lips as she saw me on the floor. "Oh Violet." she breathed out as she ran towards me. I groaned again as she rolled me on to my back. "Violet, you need to feed." she said, the sound of her pulse distracting me for a second before I shook my head no. "Violet, your witch side and nosferatu side are trying to merge together, both drawing on each other. If you don't feed, you won't have magic and if you use magic, it will increase the need to feed." 

"No." I groaned in protest, before a grunt of pain escaped me as my hand balled at my stomach trying to ease the unbearable ache that I felt. 

"Violet, you have to." Petal pleaded. I looked up at the old woman, her wrinkled face panicked and pale as she looked at me. I groaned again, the pain inside me increasing as I relented and nodded slightly. 

Petal teleported us to a room I had not been in before. It smelled of s*x and blood, making me groan in pain again as it called to me. The room was lined with curtained off areas, giving the vampires or nosferatu feeding within some privacy. She pulled my arm over her shoulder and lifted me slightly off the ground before another wave of pain hit and I slipped from her grasp. Before I made contact with the hard floor again, a strong arm wrapped around my body and my legs scooping me up from the ground. "How long has she been like this?" that voice. I opened my eyes to see Lazarus, his eyes dark as he looked at Petal like this was her fault. 

"No." I groaned. "No blood." 

"I'm sorry princess but you don't really have a choice in this." Lazarus smirked as he strode off towards one of the private feeding rooms. 

"No." I protested again, but he wasn't listening. We walked inside, placing me on a sofa before turning and pulling the curtain too. A gasp escaped me as the pain in my stomach turned into a burning sensation, like I was going to combust from the inside out. "Fuck." I hissed out between gritted teeth. 

Lazarus sat next to me, pulling me to him. "You need to feed." he simply stated. I shook my head in protest, scrunching my eyes shut to try and absorb the pain. "Why won't you feed?" he breathed out in frustration. 

"I-I can't control it." I stuttered out. 

There was a long pause and then I felt my body being moved into a sitting position. I opened my eyes to realise I was sat straddling Lazarus's lap. I tried to get off but his hold on me was too tight. "Feed on me." he grunted, making my struggling slow as I looked at him, unsure if I had heard him right. "Feed on me." he repeated, his voice deeper, huskier. 

My eyes moved down to his neck, seeing the small pulse as the blood he had taken from others flowed through his system. My tongue licked my lips as my fangs popped out, the sound of his pulse calling to me. I leaned down, my teeth grazing his skin causing a groan and shiver to escape him before I bit down. His hands tightened around me and I felt his length grow and push against my core as the drug on my fangs entered his system. I didn't care. His blood was delicious, addictive. My body started to grind against his as I held tight onto his shirt, sucking the blood into my system. I moaned in pleasure as the ache stopped and gave way to a wave of pleasure. My tongue flicked out to catch a drop that was trying to escape making Lazarus hiss. "Oh fuck." he let me have a few more pulls of his blood before he panted. "That's enough." 

I was surprised that I didn't fight him, given that his blood had to be the best thing that I had tasted in my entire life. My fangs popped back into my gums and my tongue lathed over the puncture wounds until they healed up. I was panting myself, horny beyond imagining after feeling the blood restore me. I brushed my hair back, taking a few deep breaths before I leaned back. My eyes locked with the dark pools of Lazarus's eyes, that flickered between my eyes and my lips. 

I was about to lean in, give in to my need to have contact, to explore the man below me, when a smirk pulled at the corner of his lip. That snapped me out of my haze as I leaped back to a standing position, pulling down the hem of my t-shirt that had ridden up during my feeding. "Now, now princess, is that anyway to say thank you." 

I crossed my arms around myself. "I told you I didn't want to feed." 

"But you needed to, and you did." his hand moved down to the impressing bulge in his pants. "I have to say, that is the first time I have done blood sharing. Guess I see what all the fuss is about now." I turned around and grasped the curtains to open them, but before I could I felt Lazarus's hard body pushed up against my back, his length grinding against me as if to prove it was still there. "I know you liked it too princess." his hand wrapped around me and laid flat on my stomach, pulling me back harder against him, letting me feel the extent of his size. "I could tell by the way you moved against me, those small delectable moans that you made." 

My back arched against him, my body begging me to give in to the new thing that it craved. But the feeling of the cold metal of my necklace resting against my chest made me snap out of it. 

I turned around, using my magic that was back in working order to push Lazarus away from me, making him stumble and fall back onto the sofa. I fisted my hand in his shift, pulling his face towards mine as I glared at him. "Don't even think of telling anyone about this. I will find my own way to feed from now on." I gave him a warning look, showing that I would cause him a world of pain if he blabbed about us blood sharing, whatever that meant. 

"Don't worry princess, I'll keep our little secret." he winked. With that I let my hold on him go and quickly left the feeding booth. Petal was pacing back and force, ringing her hands together. When her eyes looked up and saw that I was okay, she let out a deep breath and smiled. I gave her a nod of thanks and then we teleported back to the servants housing. I told Petal thank you again, worried what would have happened if she didn't come to check on me when she did. Would I have been in agony until someone found me? Unable to defend myself. I tried to push those thoughts from my mind as I went back to my room for a bit more sleep.