The Scroll of Osiris: An Eva & Lilura Novel

Chapter 5 Eva

Chapter 5 Eva

After Lilu finished her tea and went home to feed her cats, I drank a glass of blood and got ready for the day. It was the weekend so I didn’t have to go into work, but I did have to go to the Clan house so I could straighten things out with Adrianna and Marcus. I was worried the wolves would take serious offense to her attack last night.

I changed out of my pajamas into my favorite pair of black leather pants. Then I accessorized with a titanium chain mail choker with a piece of flesh-toned Kevlar attached to keep from scratching my skin. My choker sat just below my chin and wrapped all around my neck and fit perfectly over both sides of my shoulders. The back hung down just over the bottom of the back of my bra and in the front continued to plunge down my neck forming a V-shape that hung low into the crevice of my breasts. Small diamonds were placed throughout the lower section giving the brightly polished titanium extra shine. I hooked the leather straps below my armpits to finish securing my elaborate choker. I moved my arms and shoulders up and down and pretended like I was in a fight. I was satisfied that I had the correct range of motion, so I pulled out a deep red V-neck shirt and put it on over the top, it perfectly accentuated the diamonds in the choker. My choker was the perfect amount of beauty and function. I put on my favorite ass-kicking boots and hid some of my favorite blades.

I put on a little bit of makeup and my favorite wine-colored lipstick. I looked at myself in the mirror and I looked sufficiently glamorous and badass. I was ready to face whatever today threw at me and the clan. I grabbed my purse and phone and headed to the parking garage.

I got in my Prius and drove to the clan home. As Marcus’s second in command, I oversaw the businesses and security of the clan. We have many different businesses and interests as I was trying to move our clan forward in time and plan for our future. We own businesses like banks and hotels to tech companies and research labs and everything in between. We have vampires placed in police departments, federal agencies, and other strategic places. With technology advancing so quickly, it would be easy to tell when one of us didn’t age, and humans would begin to get suspicious of our existence. I want to be ready and know if humans found out or if we ever decided to reveal ourselves to humans.

While I oversaw all of that, Marcus oversaw the clan’s vampires and maintained his control over each of our clan homes across the United State as well as dealing with my many European, African, and Asian clans that would occasionally try and make a move to take some of our land. We had a council of vampires that ruled us and any vampire who didn’t follow the rules would be killed or their clan wiped out. Marcus was one of the vampires on the council and he would occasionally go for meetings and I would be left in charge.

I arrived at the gate leading to the house and the guards opened it for me. I drove to the house and got out. The vampire guards standing outside bowed to me.

“I want you to increase security here and at the Pearl, be prepared for werewolves,” I ordered the guards.

“Yes, mistress. Are we expecting an attack?” Tony the guard on the left asked.

“No, I just want to be prepared.”

I entered the house; it was still early in the day and the clan house was quiet. Since it’s the weekend and none of the vampires need to be up for work except those on guard duty, they were all asleep. Vampires liked to be awake at night when the sun didn’t drain us, but most had day jobs so on weekends most of our clan would sleep during the days and wake for the night. I hoped Marcus was up.

I checked his office first and it was empty, so I went to his room. I knocked on his door, I could hear the bed creak and his footsteps moving toward the door. Marcus opened the door and let me in. His room hadn’t changed since we built this house in 1850. The floors were a wide dark plank, and his decor was very Italian. Rich colors and ancient paintings and sculptures. His room was like a museum. I sat on his large four-post bed and watched as he looked me over. I could see lust starting to peak through his eyes.

Marcus was wearing his black silk robe tied loosely at his waist, his beautiful tanned skin and abs peeking through his robe. His dark wavy hair slightly messy from sleep.

“I see you are wearing my gift. Are you here for me or business?” Marcus asked me, his chocolate brown eyes continuing to fill with lust.

I bit my lip slightly; I had come for business but now that I was here and seeing him looking so sexy and delectable, I was very tempted to give in to our lust. I needed to decide quickly, was I going to just give us both space to decide what we both really want and stick to business or reinitiate our twenty-year cycle.

“Both,” I said, my voice huskier than normal.

“Alright,” Marcus said. He blinked and the lust in his eyes was suddenly gone.

I felt annoyed at his sudden lack of lust but kept myself together.

“I came to discuss Andrew, Adrianna, and the werewolves,” I told him.

“I have spoken to Adrianna and am punishing her. The wolves know what happened and so far, have made no move to retaliate.” He told me, his tone all business.

“Okay, let’s keep it that way. I increased security here and at Pearl. Andrew was injected with a paralyzing agent and belladonna, this was not a wolf attack, so If the wolves ask for Adrianna’s death, we need to give it to them. We need to maintain peace.”

“I will not be sending a member of our clan to be killed and we don’t know that they didn’t paralyze Andrew.”

“I think we do; no werewolf would kill a vampire that way, it’s too human. Adrianna attacked that pup in a packed club with humans present with no real proof! If they ask, we need to comply, otherwise we could start a war and that would increase our chances of being detected by the humans. This isn’t the old days where we could easily war with the wolves, there were no humans around to see. Now there are and we need to be careful.”

“Fine, if they ask, we will give her to them. Now back to us.” Marcus said, his eyes filling with lust again.

I felt like I was on a rollercoaster, first he looked at me with lust, then the next second he squashed it, only to look at me with lust again moments later. What did I want? Right now, my lust was starting to take over and I wanted him, but what about tomorrow?

“I…uh…” I began as he sexily strode over to me.

Even from the first moment, our eyes met before I was turned, I was extremely attracted to him. Later the night of October 27,1244 when he came to turn me and killed my husband in front of me, I was afraid at first upon realizing what he was, but I was willing to be turned. I had never truly been happy with my husband and my life, I wanted more, and I knew Marcus would give me that. He made us his family and me his wife, although we never really married. He knew everything about me, and I knew everything about him, we loved each other in a way that I never loved my husband. Then after a century we got tired of each other and agreed to see other vampires. Both of us had many lovers over the twenty years that we were separated, but we both continued to feel the attraction to each other and got back together. This cycle is what we have been in ever since.

His face was inches from mine his deep brown eyes locked on mine. I moved the rest of the way and kissed him, giving in to my lust. He responded immediately and began kissing me back. He put his hands around my waist and lifted me farther up on the bed and continued to kiss me. His hands moved to the button and zipper of my leather pants and he opened them quickly. I pulled his robe open the rest of the way and ran my hands down his chest stopping at his boxers. There was a knock at the door and Alice entered.

“Oh, I’m sorry!” She said. Alice was wearing a thin pink robe and a barely their bra and panties.

Marcus had moved off me closing his robe and I zip and buttoned my pants. I was furious.

“It’s alright Alice, I was going to tell you tomorrow that Eva and I are getting back together,” Marcus told her.

“I understand.” She said sadly.

I stood. “No Alice, why don’t you stay.”

“Oh, Eva I thought you hated sharing,” Marcus said not looking at me but focusing on Alice.

“I do, I’m leaving,” I told him; anger was clear in my voice. Alice shrank back.

I began heading to the door and Marcus grabbed my wrist.

“Wait, Eva don’t go. You know I love you, we both just get tired of each other. Alice was a fun distraction.”

Alice looked sad and then mad.

“Do I? You turned me so we could be a family! You and I were so close and in love then when times were tough, and I was deep in my depression you got tired and bored of me! You are the one who always wants to see other vampires not me, I just go along with it because what else am I supposed to do! Do you even know what you want? I am tired of this cycle we are in! I’m done! I will continue doing my professional duties as second in command and that’s it!” I yelled. Alice was flat against the wall cowering in fear, my yelling unleashed my full vampiric aura into the room. I was only 153 years younger than Marcus and just as powerful as him.

Marcus was taken aback by my outburst. “I didn’t realize you felt that way. Why don’t we take some time to cool down and think about what we want?”

“Fine! Just know that I will not put up with the cycle we are in now.”

I left him and Alice and headed to the clan gym. I went to the women’s locker room and opened my locker taking off all my hidden knives and clothes, I changed into my workout gear. I entered the gym, it was empty. I really wanted to duel someone, but everyone was asleep, so I settled for the punching bag. The bag was secured to take supernatural punches and kicks, even as short as I was, I was just as strong and powerful as the largest most muscular male vampire. I was special in that way, like humans vampire strength varies by s*x but all vampires have super strength.

I didn’t worry about wrapping my hands or wearing gloves, I would heal from any damage I caused myself. Right now, I wanted to feel the pain and release my fury. I punched as hard as I could and as fast as I could, adding kicks every three or four punches. I thought about all the centuries Marcus and I had been together, and all the pain I felt and all the jealousy of seeing Marcus with other vampires. Did he even feel jealous when I was with other vampires? I thought about Alice walking in on us and when Marcus thought I was inviting her to join us. Maybe that’s always what he wanted? Maybe he wanted a third in the bedroom, truthfully, I wasn’t against it like Marcus thought and I led him to believe. I had many threesomes and been part of some amazing orgies. He just never thought to ask what I wanted. It made me so mad!

I continued to furiously punch and kick the bag for the next two hours until I was tired and finally calm. I unclenched my hand looking at them, they were a bloody mess and my bones were sticking out in places. My legs were extremely bruised. I took a deep breath and released it and turned to go to the locker room. Standing in the doorway was the captain of the daytime guard Hugh. I saw his eyes widen as I turned to look at him.

“Did you come to stare, or do you have something to tell me?” I asked him.

“I came to find you to let you know that I have coordinated with Alexander at Pearl to increase daytime and nighttime security.”

“Great.” I waited for Hugh to leave. “Is there something else?”

“Yes, you should really wrap your hands next time. You have blood splattered on your face.”

“Thanks,” I said and rolled my eyes. “Do you want to spar?”

“No thanks, maybe when you are healed.”

“Why? Do you think I would be too easy to take out with my hands this injured?” I asked Hugh.

“I would never say that, but your hands will make your sword skills less precise and quick.”

“Care to test that theory? I came here to spar someone but everyone’s asleep.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.” I showed him my hands. “They are already healing.”

Hugh went to the locker room to change and I grabbed out the practice swords. When he was back, I tossed him a sword and began. Hugh has been with us for a long time, he was turned not long after I was. He was a Scottish warrior that we saved from death. Marcus and I had seen him fighting English soldiers, he was magnificent. When he was fatally injured Marcus went out on the battlefield and turned him.

Marcus had been part of his own makers clan for around two hundred years. When Marcus’ maker and clan were destroyed while he was away, Marcus began to turn the best fighters, thieves, and strategists he could find. I was the first woman he had turned. After turning me, I made him turn more women, I was the one who chose which women had the most potential.

Thinking about Marcus and myself starting this Clan and making it what it is today reignited my anger a bit. Hugh sensed it and fought harder. We moved at vampire speed and strength fighting each trying our hardest to win. He was right the injuries to my hands affected my precision and speed at first, but I chose to ignore the pain and end the fight quickly. I successfully beat him, both of us were breathing hard.

“I guess I was proved wrong lass. I need to get back to work, I’ll have someone clean the gym.”

“Thank you. Thanks for the match.” I said as I headed to the locker room.

I opened my locker and pulled out soap and my shampoo and conditioner, my clothes from earlier, and a towel. I turned on the water making it the perfect temperature and showered. Once all dry I redressed, rearmed and I dried my hair. I went upstairs to the room that I had here. Since boho wasn’t a style that existed in 1850 my room was a classic southern room. I sat at my vanity and put on my makeup. I stood in front of my full-length mirror and looked at myself, I looked exactly as I had before my workout. My hands were even all healed.

It was afternoon and I was hungry. I had expended a lot of energy and blood during my workout and needed to feed. I made my way down to the feeder’s wing and asked the attendant Brenda for a recommendation. It was Brenda’s job to take care of all the humans and their needs, and know which ones were ready to feed on. Brenda led my two the second door on the left, a young man in his twenties was in there finishing his lunch. Brenda left me with him. He stopped eating and exposed his neck for me. I sunk my fangs into his neck and drank his blood, it was a nice change of pace to drink from a live human and not from a glass. When I was full, I opened the mini-fridge he had and pulled out a bottle of juice, and opened it for him. He took it and drank half the bottle. I left him and headed back upstairs.

I returned to my apartment and worked finishing up some business documents into the evening until I received a call from Lilura.

“Its…it’s me. Another witch is dead, her throat is slit, and her right hand is missing. Isn’t that the same way your vampire Sergio died?”

“I am so sorry Lilura! Yes, Sergio’s throat was cut, and his fangs were removed. Are you suspecting that your witches and my clan members are being killed by the same person?”

“Yes, I think they are.”

“Okay, send your witch to my lab, I’ll text you the address. Misty and Lauren can tell us if it’s the same killer or not. I will meet you there tomorrow morning.”

“Okay.”

We hung up and I turned to go tell Marcus, but he still believed it was werewolves. I decided to wait to see if this was indeed the same killer or not. I texted Lilura the address of my office building and instructions on how to get her witch sisters body to the lab level.