Jennifer's POV :

I heard Samuel taking off the security from outside the door.

Stupid. He fell for my act. I giggled to myself as Samuel left and his guards too. I don't know what is he planning but I was sure as hell that all his plans were turned into trash and he was left in baffled.

I sat on soft bed sprawling my legs and resting my head on pillows. It felt so good to sleep on bed after being in that dungeon. My nose scrunching up in disgust as remembered the odour of that cell room. Dried blood, sweat, dust and even it smelled that of pee. It was terrible.

I scanned Samuel's room, it was pretty well designed, not cold and emotionless. It was modern and quite inquisitive. Nice fragrance to feel comfort at. I felt myself relaxing but it was no time for relaxation when I am all alone in the room.

I shot up from bed slowly, making no noise in the process, I turned towards window, chains in my feet restricted the reach to the opening of window. It was good that curtains were kept open, I leaned on transparent window, my palms taking support and my nose pressed to get clear view since it had room's reflection on glass.  I glanced out, place felt really isolated, big walls were built around the mansion, guards posted at every feet. Sigh escaped my parted lips.

I squinted my eyes further, there were lights coming from very far maybe 15-20mimutes run to make up to city. Though I do not plan on going anytime soon but its good to know about your surroundings.

I again sat on bed changing channel to find something good which can distract me from hunger I had been feeling.

Plan was simple, behave so that he can trust me and anyways if I don't, he would take harsh measures to do that. I am not really interested in that process and don't want to end beaten up. He has made the biggest mistake of having his death in his own bed. Very sad. I grinned evilly. He don't even know what he's dealing with Smart ass. Maybe we can put this bed to some lovely use before I kill him
Isn't it a saying that person who is dying should be happy before he dies? At least I can do for that for him.

But before I kill him, I wanted to know who was the one that said I should be dead too. My eyes already reddening with hunger and anger didn't help much. If he doesn't gets me food, he's going die early then anticipated. I chuckled at thought and tried remembering that where he had kept keys of this chain or was there anything which could help me unlock them.

I opened the drawer beside the bed, it didn't had anything that I was searching for, I searched in next. There was a photo frame, I was about to remove it from drawer when I heard footsteps near door so quickly I left it as it is and closed the drawer and slept on bed like it was first time I was ever sleeping.

Door was opened, I was greeted with sweet intoxicating smell of blood, but there was no blood in trolley that girl brought the food in it. A grumble echoed in room smelling food and blood at same time.

She stopped in front of coffee table that sat in front of black couch. Motioning me to come there and sit. I went there and sat in chair but my ankle was feeling uncomfortable, she was looking scared or held something in eyes that I couldn't figure out. Was it sympathy for me and fear for Samuel? Anyways I sighed and got up pulled couch towards bed, she looked at me with wide eyes. Did she think I was some weak human. Sorry to disappoint little one.

"Shall I serve or leave it here?" She asked in low soft voice. It was so innocent, not just her voice but her eyes and appearance. Damn. It was her blood's smell. It smelled so sweet because she was innocent and pure. Otherwise it wasn't thing that drive my life like vampires.

"Hey, are you listening?" She waved her hand in front of me.

"You can leave it here. I will be okay." I said in rush. I wanted her to go before I loose my control and have her blood.

"As you say," she muttered and practically ran out of room.

I breathed in relief. I ate as fast I could, I might look like animal right now but I could care less, nobody was there to witness it. Fortunately, it had some blood in it, to satisfy my taste and calm my vampire side. Being half werewolf and half vampire was really advantage here. Food was really helpful to give me strength and silver couldn't fully weak me. I just showed him my vampire side and that's how I wish to keep it.

The girl came back, I noticed she had small bottle in her hand, she stretched her hand in front of me,"Have it, you'll feel good." She encouraged. I did as said, taking bottle from her hand, opening the cap of bottle, it smelled like grape juice. I sniffed once again bringing it up to my nose. It didn't felt suspicious so I took sip of it. It turned out unexpected, it tasted like blood. Left out craving for blood was fulfilled. I drank slowly savouring its taste feeling each drop slipping down my throat up to my stomach. The burning in my throat was relaxed as I drank the last sip.

"What was it?" I asked keeping bottle on table.

"It is substitute of blood, it just fulfills the blood lust." She smiled looking at me for very first time. Ah, Miss. Know it all huh? I was feeling very satisfied, my vampire side was happy and wolf part too. My wolf, she had taken back seat from days. Hardly talking to me, since I decided to not to show my true self. She was upset but I know she would be there in time of need.

"Okay." I said absent mindedly. She one by one kept things in trolley.

She could be one to give me lot of information if I get in to her friend zone. "Thank you for the meal." I smiled a friendly smile.

"No problem." She whispered back continuing her work not meeting my eyes. I felt angry but I need to keep my calm to get what I wanted.

Smiling appreciatively, "Food was really amazing, did you cook it?" I tried to grab her attention and compliments always works.

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