When Damien had taken Penny’s hand in his, ready to apparate from here to the land of Valeria so that they could go back to Delcrov’s mansion, she had expected to be back in the mansion. In the room. But when their bodies halted in the middle of the forest, it was obvious to know that this was not Valeria.
“Where are we?” Penny asked, wondering if Damien had a last-second change in the plan of going to the Lord Alexander’s mansion.
“I actually have no clue,” Damien answered her. His eyes moving left and right, ‘Ah, that bastard of Warden. How cheap!” his eyes narrowed as he figured out what happened, “The blood wasn’t pure but probably an artificial thickener which was used to increase its quantity.”
“Master Damien got conned,” Penny noted.
Damien’s eyes narrowed looking at her, “I didn’t. Who knew they could be stingy enough to serve artificial blood for a pureblooded vampire.”
“Is that why we weren’t able to reach the mansion?”
“This happened once a few years ago and I don’t know where we are stranded right now. We’ll have to find a town and pick up blood from there,” said Damien, his hands running through his hair before letting them fall down on his forehead.
Penny understood his frustration right now. If it was before she wouldn’t have bothered but he was worried because of the lack of blood in his system. The only available source of food was standing in front of him. Her.
“When was the last time you had blood?” Penny asked him if he had it for breakfast, it shouldn’t have been much of a problem.
“I didn’t have any today,” so he was only bluffing in the Artemis’ house when they had offered him blood? One way it was good he had not taken anything when they had offered him at the same time she was worried now.
Without thinking much, Penny raised her hand in front of him, “Take it from me.”
“I am not fainting, mouse,” he pushed her hand down.
“But you don’t have enough energy to transport yourself. Doesn’t it mean that you are running out of blood?” If he wasn’t going to have enough the blood l.u.s.t would affect his corrupted heart and it would be difficult to bring him back with the lack of blood here to offer, “You can have some until you sustain your possible hunger. Didn’t you hear precaution is better than cure?” Penny raised her brows in question, her both hands were placed on her waist and Damien found her nothing less to a doting wife.
He smiled at her that earned him a stern look from her.
“How about this. I will sit here under the tree while you go hunt me some nice animal,” saying this, he sat down under the tree, leaning his back towards the trunk and crossing his legs which were stretched out.
“…” Penny blinked her eyes, looking at him raise both his hands to place it behind his head as he made himself comfortable. Why did it feel like Damien who often bullied her had made the presence known now.
“Let me rest here for a few minutes. I will be right here so make sure to come back here once you catch the animal,” he made sure to let her know about it.
Penny squinted her eyes, staring at him when he closed his eyes as if he were taking a break to nap under the shadow of the tree, “Why won’t you drink my blood?” she asked him. It wasn’t like it was the first time he was going to taste her blood as he had already drunk from her.
“You want to know?” Damien asked, his eyes continuing to be closed.
“Yes.”
“Because I might end up killing you if my fangs and tongue taste the blood right now,” his eyes snapped open to show his eyes that had turned to black from red. The corruption had already started to act, “Don’t look at me like that,” he said with a small smile, seeing Penny giving him a worried look right now.
“I will be back soon,” Penny said, leaving him to rest and walking away from him to find something he could draw blood from.
Penny knew not to argue because she knew what had happened back in Wovile. The abandoned church was filled with dead bodies in the cupboards, how could she forget it. It was because Damien couldn’t hold in his thirst and he had a series of bodies placed in the church until the last drop of the blood in the body.
Walking through the unknown forest, Penny wasn’t sure where to find an animal. Having never gone hunting, she looked left and right. Surely birds were out of questions, and big animals would take time to kill.
Continuing to search, her feet moved on the wet ground. She wondered where they were right now. Were they still in Bonelake? Or did they reach Valeria?
Something rustled in the bushes and she suddenly stopped walking. Staring at the bush with her heart thudding in her chest on what it was. Finally, a small white rabbit jumped out of the bush that had her shoulders drop in a sigh. At the same time, she realized she would have to kill it.
The thought of killing the rabbit brought the image of her mother throwing the rabbit across the room that hit the wall.
Penny closed her eyes, her heart stuttering as it started to beat.
She didn’t have to wait for the rabbit as when she opened her eyes, the rabbit had come near her leg. She bent down, her hands touching the rabbit that innocently had come near her. She touched its head, patting it gently.
“Please forgive me,” she murmured under her breath, picking up the rabbit in her arms, she felt her hands tremble as she had never done something like this before. Holding it close, she took a deep breath before twisting the rabbit’s neck.
