Epilogue
Viale’s hands were sweaty as he paced back and forth in Thanatos’ chambers. Eerie candlelight cast its gloom around the room, similar to the night he had fled through the Jungle and taken the hidden portal to Thanatos’ realm. He was so angry after that slimy asema swooped in and broke the bond he had with the girl. Callie. Just the sound of her name made his mouth water. He remembered biting into her flesh and drinking deeply, the blood flowing freely through his veins and making his skin practically glow. It was probably the only time he had ever felt so alive before in all of his dreary existence. He knew he had to get her back again, he didn’t think he would be able to live without her blood now that he had tasted it.
Screams erupted down the hall and Viale knew Thanatos would soon be approaching as he just had that way of scaring the wits out of everyone. Even if you weren’t afraid of him he was somehow able to elicit a shriek. Viale hobbled over to a chair and sat down, he tried to calm his nerves, but he just felt so restless. He placed his hands in his lap and stared at his gnarled fingers, thinking of ways he could work this situation to his advantage. Information in exchange for Callie was the only thing he could come to. Thanatos would be very interested to hear that the Unforgiven Draven rushed off to her rescue. Not to mention the powers that both Callie and that other friend of hers posses. I bet he never even knew about it.
The sound of the heavy metal door creaking open caught his attention. Thanatos stepped through and Viale’s heart dropped, the terror his mere presence caused was worse than he had been expecting. Thanatos marched forward, his purple velvet robe trailing meticulously behind him, his pale skin and dark hair all that was visible beneath the folds of fabric. Viale felt like a mouse caught in a trap, he had gone for the cheese only to realize his fatal error. Thanatos would want Callie, I bet he would kill me right where I sit for her. Too late to turn back now, he thought remorsefully.
Thanatos’ thunderous voice made his deteriorating skin shiver. “You have summoned me?”
“Yes,” Viale squeaked out. “I bring you news of Callie and other things you might find interesting.”
A hint of a smile played at the corners of his mouth. “Well,” he said practically growling “spill it then.”
His decrepit palms began to sweat. “First,” Viale said trying not to bolt from the room, “I would like to discuss compensation.”
Thanatos smiled as if expecting this and said, “Name your price.”
“The girl’s blood,” he said practically drooling at the thought. “I want the girl’s blood, nothing more and nothing less.”
Thanatos laughed so loud the walls shook and Viale wasn’t sure whether he should try to run or hold his ground. He lowered his head out of respect and waited for a response.
His cold lifeless heart skipped a beat as Thanatos stepped up before him and extended his hand which Viale took without hesitation. “It is done,” Thanatos said chuckling.
“Really?” Viale asked quizzically. He never dreamed in a million years that Thanatos would give her up so easily. If Thanatos intended to make Callie a vampire, how could he offer her blood to Viale? That would be impossible. Viale could only feed on human blood and not vampire blood. Did this mean that Thanatos had changed his mind?
“Yes,” Thanatos confirmed. “I no longer desire to change her.”
Viale's curiosity got the better of him as he said, “What will you do with her then?”
Thanatos took a step back and looked at Viale with such disgust that Viale cowered down before him. “My apologies, I did not mean to offend you.”
“It is not your question that offends, it is your insubordination. If we are going to work together, you will need to know your place.”
“I understand,” Viale said bowing lower. “I will not make that mistake again.”
“Good,” Thanatos said satisfied with his apology. “Now, the terms are as follows: you can have her blood, but the rest of her; including her first born child, are mine. That is all the information I'm allowing you to have at this time. Is that clear?”
“Yes,” Viale replied a little more than confused. Viale wondered what Thanatos could possibly want with Callie's first born child. Then he thought better of it. What did he care? As long as Thanatos had agreed to give him her blood, it didn't matter.
“Well?” Thanatos shouted shaking Viale from his thoughts. “Get started. Tell me everything you know.”
THE END!
About the Author
Trista Day is a married 29 year old mother of two with an obsession for collecting anything Alice in Wonderland and The Labyrinth. In between eating too much chocolate and watching The Fifth Element, she loves to read and write young adult/teen science fiction, fantasy and paranormal romance.
This is the first book in The Unforgiven Series. The second book, which has yet to be titled, is currently in the process of being written. As well as a brand new trilogy that is still in the brainstorming phase.
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