Page 48 of Wicked Allure
Tomesha was hers.
“I don’t need to do that. I can handle my clients. What I want to ensure from you is that you will not kill my donor. We have a reputation here. I don’t know how the vampires are in Maine?—”
“It won’t happen again. I thought I had controlled my urges, but apparently I was wrong.” The thought of causing Tomesha harm sent a wave of pain through Dru. “Increase her kenaf weed dosage.”
“Again, don’t tell me how to prepare my humans.” Ramona lifted her chalice and finished off her blood. She set the empty cup down on the table. A devious smirk came to her lips. “Now about these services you’re requesting. They come with a pretty price.”
“Money is not an issue,” Dru replied dryly.
Did the mistress seriously think money would be a problem for Dru? She was a general. A high-ranking member of their warden’s house. She didn’t care how much it would cost to have Tomesha—she’d pay.
“I didn’t think it was. Please, let’s go to my office. We can hash out the details and payment there.”
“General, I didn’t think you’d be returning so soon.” The warrior who stood guard at the inn’s entrance greeted her. He pounded his fist above his heart.
“I didn’t know I had to answer to anyone here.” It did irk her that she was returning to the inn, not having fed. The small sips of blood that she’d purchased had lacked in every way. What she needed was blood from a live source.
Tomesha’s blood.
She marched past him and entered the building. It was a private mansion that she and her warriors had commissioned to stay in while in Butterbush. There was a human working on a computer behind the desk. She eyed a few of her men sitting around a table playing a game of cards. She strode over to them, in a foul mood.
She’d signed a contract with the mistress to have exclusive rights over Tomesha while in their town. Tomesha would be available for Dru at her beck and call. The amount of money the mistress elicited from her should have been a crime, but Tomesha was worth every penny. Finding out she’d almost brought harm to the human didn’t sit right with Dru. She needed to see Tomesha for herself to confirm she was truly okay as the mistress had assured.
“Is this what we do while on a direct mission from the queen? Play games?” Dru paused by the table and eyed each of the men.
They flew from the table and stood at attention.
“General. It was only a friendly game to occupy our time,” one of the warriors said.
She eyed him and came to stand in front of him. She couldn’t remember his name. He’d been chosen by Talbot to accompany them, so he must be a trusted vampire. She’d asked him to pick his best men.
“Where is Talbot?” she asked.
“He’s out in the back. Just returned. He told us to rest for a few hours,” another one said.
Dru sniffed. She didn’t know why she was being hard on them. She nodded, motioning back to the table.
“Carry on, but be prepared for orders,” Dru said.
“Yes, General.”
The four of them pounded their fists above their hearts. She spun on her heel and stalked off down the hallway that led to the back entrance of the inn. Talbot had better have an update for her.
Since their informant had given them the possible location of the traitor, she’d wanted a group of warriors to scout out the area mentioned. If the informant had crossed her, he’d regret it dearly. She quickened her pace, wanting to speak with Talbot for his report.
She pushed through the door and found Talbot, Niles, and Orenda standing near a truck with a map spread across the hood of it. The small parking lot provided by the inn only held the vehicles of her party. While here on business, they had commissioned the entire inn. The owners were paid well to accommodate the royal warriors. Dru strode down the stairs and headed toward the group.
It was still early in the night. Dru had hoped by now she and Tomesha would have been entangled together in the sheets of her bed. She ran her tongue over her fangs which had yet to return into her gums. The taste of Tomesha’s sweet yet nourishing blood still lingered on her tongue, as did the taste of her creamy nectar as it flowed from her slick cunt. Dru bit back a growl. She’d have to wait another day before Tomesha was checked out by the club’s healer again.
Dru wasn’t known too much for her patience when it came to some things, but for Tomesha, she’d wait. She wanted her human to be healthy when she fed from her again. Ramona’s words came to mind.
She was found in her bed barely conscious and weakened.
Dru winced. She’d apologize to Tomesha. She never wanted to cause harm to her. Thankfully, someone had found her before it was too late. To think if she’d caused her to?—
Dru cut that thought from her mind. Tomesha was fine. She’d received care and rest. She had half a mind to call her sister. Dru was sure the madam employed the best healers, but there was no one better than Zada.
“General.”
