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    MY FAVORITE SLAVE SILAS When everyone was asleep, in the shadows, I began to hear low moans.


    I approached the door to her room in the service quarters.


    Thated that mydy hadnt sent her to the barrackswhy did she have to give her special treatment? Now I understood why; she was smart, she had her own ns.


    "Mmmm, mydy is so beautiful..." "I love mydy...


    mmm, mydy, I want to touch you..." came the indecent feminine whispers.


    I clenched my teeth and punched the wall, knocking a chunk of the old bricks loose.


    Thad to control myself; I couldnt alert the other servants or give in to this murderous impulse.


    That whore was moaning as if she were in bed with mydy; it mustve been the spellshe probably thought she was pleasing her in her room.


    It was all fake, but just imagining the scenes running through her filthy mind made my blood boil The delusions of this ve didnt matter.


    Mydy only found pleasure with me.


    She fell asleep in my arms, so small, so perfect...


    ---- An intense feeling burned in my chest having her snuggled against my bodyher scent, her presence.


    It was an intimacy Id never experienced beforedifferent, unique ...


    irreceable and addictive.


    I wanted so badly to protect her.


    Me...


    just an elemental, when she was such a powerful being, even housing that other witch inside her.


    She had to like me.


    Just me...


    She even bit me! I touched my neck.


    It wasnt the only mark ever made on my body, far from itbut it was the first one Id actually wanted.


    It turned me on so much, feeling her feeding on my blood, my life, how she enjoyed it...


    she pushed me to the limits, made me feel strange things, but things I craved.


    I wanted to experience more of these intense emotions.


    Iwanted everything with that woman.


    where are you from, what are you really? Witches dont do things like that.


    Vampires and she-wolves had toyed with me before.


    That entity that draws me indoes it also have to do with vampires or lycans? I thought she was just another powerful witch.


    ---- I think I once heard that women from the royal family were different, the most powerfulbut rare and scarce.


    Was she from that lineage? Ttried to distract my mind with pleasant thoughts about mydy, but my cur$e twisted with a maddening urge to kill.


    I suppressed it fiercely and waited, listening like a masochist until almost dawn when the excited,scivious moans finally stopped.


    Soon, the castle woulde back to life.


    T gave onest look at the wooden door and returned to my room to clean myself thoroughly.


    I always felt dirty, no matter how many times I scrubbed my skin raw.


    T wasnt better than that vein fact, I was much, much worse.


    She wasnt as contaminated as I was.


    And yet, Im the ugly frog at the bottom of the well, dreaming of at least being beside the beautiful swan on the surface.


    I stepped out and dried off, putting on one of the outfits mydy had custom-made for me at the fiefs tailor.


    I stroked the dark fabric and picked up my mask, heading out to tell the staff to prepare her breakfast.


    Where are you going? I questioned a footman heading toward the tower.


    Oh, Ithis missive arrived for Miss De Croix.