Chapter VII
OVER THE FOLLOWING DAYS, I would pay short visits to the queen and to the Circle of the Social Issues under the close watch of their Inner Sanctum guards and numerous other curious eyes that wanted to see the beast they so much feared. In turn, they’d come to the island to test me and make me feel like a little hamster running on its wheel for their amusement. Only they were not amused, they were reluctant at best and genuinely afraid most of the times. I was tired of all their poking around to see if I bit. I wouldn’t. But I’d gladly take the blood donations the Inner Sanctum was ordered to make. I tried to be as gentle as I could, but their fear and their disgust did not help my restrain much.
Seth took it upon himself to train me. I knew very little of weapons and my hand
