Man Of My Dreams

Chapter Nineteen

Silas didn’t come back to visit me. And Kian didn’t return for nearly a full week. When he stepped into my room, relief washed over him. But it didn’t last long. His face went cold once more. “Are you going to tell me how you faked a mating bond?” I had asked Mrs. Nora to bring me some books to read while I wasn’t busy with planning on how to kill Silas. I looked up at Kian from the book I was reading, and resisted the urge to scoff. I didn’t say anything for a moment, and just looked at him.

He looked tired. Like he hadn’t slept in days. Weeks, even. That makes two of us. “If you truly believe I was able to do anything like that while on lockdown in your house, then you really are daft.” His eyes narrowed at me, and it felt like he stared straight into my soul. “You have access to all the knowledge you would need to figure it out. Who’s to say you didn’t learn Sangrian just to be able to succeed?” I shook my head. It really doesn’t matter what I say. He’ll never believe me. Not over a friend he’s had for more than three-hundred years.

I sighed, and closed my book. “I learned your language because you hurt me. And I wanted to figure out how to sever a bond we may have already had because you weren’t helping me figure it out like you said you would. Don’t you see? I was locked away in a f*****g swamp all of my life. Never shown an ounce of love and affection. And then you.. You give me crumbs. The bare minimum and I let you. All for you to dismiss me, tell me you don’t want me here. But then, turn around and pretend like you care about my safety and well-being so you could lock me up?” I stood, and began pacing the room.

“You’ve caused so much damage to me in so little time. You’ve broken my heart. All I wanted to do was separate us. To stop whatever was making me dream of you, so I could leave without having to watch you f**k other people in my dreams.” He flinched. I had struck a nerve with that last statement. “So, forgive me for taking matters into my own hands so I could speed up the damn process. And if you’re too stupid to see your so-called friend is actually your enemy, then fine. Keep your blind eye turned away from the facts. But stay away from me if all you’re going to do is make false accusations.” I walked into the bathroom and slammed the door shut.

Screw that. After all I’ve been through, I deserve better than this. I slid down the bathroom door and pulled my knees to my chest. Mrs. Nora would come and share with me what she’s learned about Silas soon. Hopefully she can tell me just what I need to do to kill him. I know a stake through the heart would do just fine. But I couldn’t exactly invite him into my room– wait. That’s it! I could, actually. I could seduce him. I could pretend I wanted him to join me in bed and land the killing blow when he least expects it. He’s always cornering me or trying to touch me. It wouldn’t be hard. Unless he doesn’t fall for it, and kills me first.

I heard my room door click shut. Kian must have left. I cracked open the bathroom door. Yep, gone. Good. He’ll only distract me from what I need to do. Truth is, I love Kian. The bond we have is real, the mating one. I know it is. And I know deep down he knows it, too. So. I’ll give it one last go. I’ll do what I need to do to get rid of Silas. I’ll scrape together any and everything I can to prove to Kian that Silas is his enemy. A soft tapping came from the door. I knew it Mrs. Nora. Her knocks were always light.

She closed the door gently. “I have something for you.” She walked over to me and handed me something. “A tape recorder. In case Silas returns. I can attach it under your nightstand. And when he comes, if he comes, the record button is the biggest one on it. Reach under and turn it on.” I nodded. “I think I can seduce him. Somehow. He’s always looking at me like he wants to eat me. I figure that can be of some use.” Mrs. Nora pursed her lips. “Hmm,” was all she said.

“What? Bad idea?” I asked. She shook her head, “Not necessarily a bad idea. It’s just… Well, you may have to make good on your seduction. Because there’s always the risk that your rejection could push him to force himself on you.” I shifted, uncomfortable in the thought of having to go through with it and then, if I rejected… I shook my head. “You’re right. But I can’t trust that he’ll come back on his own. He’ll need a reason to. He already rubbed his plans in my face. What other reason would he need to come to my room?”

“I’ve thought about that. The last time he came in here, you were near death. I mean, you probably wouldn’t have made it through the night if I hadn’t come in after he left. Wherever he’s been, he’s bound to want to know if you’re still kicking.” I nodded, that was true. I guess now it’s just a waiting game. Hopefully, he comes back in the mood to gloat. I laughed. Who was I kidding? He’s always in the mood to do that. “Alright then,” I said, “I’ll wait him out. And when he comes in, I’ll wait until he isn’t looking and turn on the tape recorder. Sounds easy enough.”

Mrs. Nora patted my head, “Atta girl. Now, I had better get going. If I hear of Silas’ return, I’ll text you.” I nodded, and Mrs. Nora left. Alone again, I opened my book back to where I had left off.

Days passed by, with no visitors save for Mrs. Nora. She’d taken to personally bringing my blood. She’d even brought me another book when I had mentioned to her I had finished the last one. Today, she came bearing good news. Silas was back. And I had a feeling it was only a matter of time before he graced me with his presence. I sat on the floor by my bed all day, ensuring I was in arm’s reach of my nightstand at all times. I was lying on my back on the floor with my legs propped up on the bed when my door crept open. Sure enough, there stood Silas.

“She lives!” he said. I rolled my eyes, and as he turned to shut the door, I clicked on the tape recorder. “Man, you are way harder to kill than I thought.” I fought the urge to tell him the feeling was mutual. Instead, I ignored him. Surely it would anger him and bring out those nasty true colors of his. “You’ve fed. You no longer reek of s**t, either. Huh. Here, I had thought you gave up.”

“It’ll take more than that bullshit to kill me.” I quipped. Silas laughed. He sat on my bed and laid back. Propping his hands under his head. “Kian and I just returned from a long day of partying. The poor fellow has been dealing with an itch he couldn’t scratch. But Maria, you know the blonde? Maria helped with that itch to the best of her abilities. And sent our king home satisfied.”

That hurt. But even if it were true, I wouldn’t let Silas get to me. Kian is dealing with the same thing I’m dealing with. According to that book about mates, being away from your mate is… well, hard. Kian and I were both hurting. And if I wanted to put a stop to all of this, I needed Silas to brag again.

So I stood up and laid back onto my bed next to Silas. “And did you come back satisfied?” Surprise washed over Silas’ face. I knew he wouldn’t expect me to ask about him. Which means, I know exactly how the rest of this conversation will go. A stake waited under my pillow. I could end it all right now if I could just get him to talk.

“I did not, actually. Thank you for asking. No one usually does.” He sighed, and turned onto his side to face me. “So, can I ask you something? It’ll stay between us, obviously. Because even if it didn’t, we both know Kian will never believe me over you.” Silas chuckled, “Ask away.”

“This Osiris, he’s another vampire?” Silas nodded, “Yes, and much older than most of us.” I twirled my hair, pretending to be interested in the conversation. “And you know him how?” He cleared his throat, “Well, everyone knows of him. And to tell you how I know him would mean I would also have to tell you my life’s whole story. And I’m not really in the mood for that.”

“Well, what are you in the mood for?” I asked. He arched an eyebrow, “Is someone a little stir-crazy?” I shook my head, “No, just bored.” I turned over onto my stomach. The small shorts I was wearing rode up my ass cheeks a little bit. I saw his eyes trail down and then back up to my face. I kicked my feet lazily in the air. I choked down the bile that was rising into my throat. I hate this. But if this is what it takes to save Kian, I’ll endure it.

“So, you didn’t get your itch scratched then?” “No, should I have?” I smiled, “I mean, Kian he… well he kind of left me hanging. If you know what I mean. I’m still… I haven’t… You know. And I’m not sure if I ever will. And I’ve been thinking, if I’m going to die soon, well I don’t want to die a virgin.” Silas laughed. I rolled my eyes, trying to play the part well enough that he buys it.

“You know, it really is a shame that I’ll have to kill you. When you aren’t starving yourself to death, you really are rather exquisite to look at.” His eyes trailed back down to my ass. “Can I ask you one more question?” I said, so low it was almost a whisper. I sat up in bed and crawled on top of Silas, straddling him. His eyes went wide with shock, and then a devilish grin plastered across his face.

“You can ask me anything you want right now.” I could feel him getting hard underneath me. Again, I resisted the urge to puke all over him. “What did Osiris promise you that you couldn’t get from Kian?” His hands were roaming over my hips and he was cupping my ass cheeks. This was hands down the most repulsed I have ever felt. But I must persist. So I lifted his shirt just high enough to where I could see his perfectly sculpted abs. And then, I leaned down and licked him there.

Silas sucked his teeth and let out a hiss of pleasure, “H-he promised I would be second in command once he became king.” Silas pushed my head lower, and so I kissed him all the way down the edge of his pants. And then, I began unbuckling his belt.

He was panting with need. If I played my cards right, I wouldn’t even have to actually have s*x with him. I pulled his pants down a little, and then remounted myself back in a straddling position. I moved back and forth, the warm friction of my shorts and his underwear made me sick. “Osiris, he-he might let me keep you. You’re proving to be worthy of me at least asking.” I kept moving, and placed my hands on either side of his head. Closer to that stake under my pillow. I brushed my lips over his, “And then I’ll be yours after you kill Kian?” His eyes shot open, and there was a look on his face that I could describe only as pure need and lust. He fisted a handful of my hair and brought my throat to his neck, “After I kill your mate, if you can prove to be a good girl, yes. Yes, you’ll be all mine.”

He kissed my throat. And while his eyes were shut, I struck. My vampire speed had come handy, I snatched that stake out from under my pillow, raised it high above my head, and slammed it down into Silas chest. His eyes bulged in shock, he shoved me off of his and rolled onto the floor. “You b***h,” was the last thing he said to me before his body crumpled into a pile of dust. And I couldn’t stop the laugh that rose from my throat.