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Lucifer

"I'm going to catapult that bitch," Theo seethed, pacing the living room. All of us are extremely disappointed with how her friend, Willow, is acting. After tonight, Elora will no longer be allowed to associate with that skinsack.

I was focusing more on my baby than their reactions. She's not okay, and it's taking everything in me not to go over to that house and take her home myself. I don't mind if she has a bit to drink, but she's gone overboard. The cupcakes that she's greedily been eating are clearly laced with weed, too.

We agreed that we wouldn't intervene on her party unless we needed to. Theo broke that rule a few hours in and ran across town, where he lingered outside the house for a few hours.

Being allowed into her mind is easy for me. I've never had access to a mind as complex as hers. She feels things that I don't understand, but I'm learning. Her thought process couldn't be more different than mine.

My clan mates are having a hard time with it though. I'm projecting everything I can read from her to them, and while they're glad they can see what's happening, none of them look like they like it.

I wanted her to text or call one of us so badly. Instead of sitting on a bathroom floor, she could be home with us. All she needs to do is ask, I don't know why she hasn't yet.

I tensed as the boy, Jason walked into the bathroom.

Felix stood up, "This kid just signed his death warrant," he practically growled, heading to the door.

"Felix," I warned.

He shook his head, "No, I'm going to get her," he dismissed.

I narrowed my eyes at him. He's always been a hothead, impulsively making decisions without thinking. "She trusts him, and you should trust her."

Felix paused, rubbing his hand through his hair. He let out a breath, sitting on the stairs.

Theo gasped, pointing ahead of him at nothing, "You better put that fucking drink down! You better not- oh I'm gonna- okay that's right dump it out, bitch," he slowly nodded.

I rolled my eyes. Theo definitely can't handle it.

~•~

I listened to Dane try to talk Elora down as she threw up again. She's completely blacked out, only waking up long enough to vomit and cry before she passes out again.

This is painful to listen to. I don't consider myself as a softie, but I don't like it when she's hurting. Unless I'm the one inflicting the pain, that is. This isn't enjoyable for anyone though.

She had too much alcohol, and accidentally ingested a profound amount of weed. Her tiny body can't handle that.

When she finally comes down and feels better, I fully plan on ruining her again. She was irresponsible and made us all worry, after we specifically warned her.

"I-I don't want to be here," I heard her stumble through sobs.

"Here?" Dane repeated. "The house?" He tried to make sense of her jumbled speech.

I accessed that sliver in the back of my mind, where her subconscious I'll always be. She's too far gone to form her regular thoughts- which are jumbled and messy anyways. But I know she's thinking about germs and she's bothered. "The bathroom," I said lowly, knowing Dane can hear me.

"You don't want to be in the bathroom?" Dane asked her.

"Uhu, I didn't clean it- Quin cleaned downstairs for me and I love him," she tried to explain.

I smirked, glancing at Quin who has a soft smile on his face.

I may have access to her thoughts and feelings, but my own mind doesn't understand why she thinks the way she does. I've seen how much it effects her when something isn't her way. I understand it irritates her, but I don't understand why.

Quin understands her easily. When it comes to her obsessive compulsive personality disorder, he somehow knows exactly what to do. He knows the steps to take to calm her loud mind. When he scrubbed the downstairs bathroom earlier, we were all confused. But now it makes perfect sense. She's a germaphobe and it was clear she would throw up at least once.

Dane let out the smallest of chuckles at her drunken slurs, "Okay angel, how about we go back to bed?"

"No, I'm gonna throw up... downstairs, okay?" Elora demanded through heavy breaths.

I heard the tap on and I assume Dane was helping her brush her teeth again.

"This is the first time in centuries I've get murderous," Duke said lowly, looking down at his hands.

Eugene smirked, "We could kill her," he shrugged, referring to Willow.

Theo cleared his throat, a smug grin on his expression, "Oh I've already taken care of her, no need," he announced.

I cocked an eyebrow at him. He disappeared for about an hour a while ago. Theo is no murderer, not anymore, anyways. "What did you do?" I asked.

Theo placed his hands behind his head, leaning back, "Compelled her," he said casually. "I figured she owes Elora an apology, she's also going to tell the truth about cheating her way into her role, and just for fun, she's going to tell everyone she has chlamydia."

"Nice," Eugene nodded.

"Not my best work, but it'll do," Theo shrugged.

Felix entered the living room, a conflicted expression on his face. "I have a proposal," he announced.

I eyed him closely, wondering if this is about the intensive research him and I have been doing. Elora is human, and we know her years with us are limited. I absolutely refuse to accept that, and since I got back in town, I've been reading every single book on supernatural history, medical phenomena's, even urban myths.

Dane and Felix have been searching as well. With Danes expertise in human health and anatomy, as well as being the lead scientist studying vampirism, his knowledge is needed. He's been so caught up on searching he's let his hair grow, which is unusual for him.

Felix has been alive for longer than the rest of us, and has lived with the first vampires, there's a chance he may remember something that's not in any books or writings. As for me, I'm desperate and willing to do anything to keep her here with us.

The others know about is looking, and have helped where they can, but too many minds in the mix will just make it more complicated.

Duke avoids the subject at all costs, he can't handle the thought of her dying one day. I've never seen a vampire break down like he did a few nights ago when Theo mentioned her asking him about her getting older. Duke completely shut down, rejecting the thought. He clearly hadn't thought of her being human until that moment. Still, he didn't have to snap Theo's neck the way he did for just mentioning it.

There's little that can push Duke to his very fine limit, but Elora is one of them.

As far as our vigorous searching has gone... we're still empty handed. There is nothing we have found that gives Elora an option for living longer than a normal human life.

I worry about what will happen if we do find something, though. Will she want to live longer? Even if it's just a few years, her lifespan is not a decision we can make for her.

"What?" Quin prompted.

Felix rested his hands on the back of the couch, "It's been a decade, we're due for our gathering. I know in the past we've met with the other clans outside of our home. With our current situation, I think it would be beneficial to host the event here," he said.

I rolled my eyes, hating that fucking gathering. Every ten years the king, or Felix must host an event where all the vampire clans come together to discuss any new vampires they've added to their clan, hostile situations, and anything else they want to blabber about.

I prefer to be alone. Being around people irks me, anyone outside my clan and Elora exhaust me. I couldn't care less about the gathering. Our clan has privileges, and one of those is already knowing everything there is to know about what's going on with the other clans. There is absolutely no benefit to my being there.

Duke narrowed his eyes at Felix, "Are you insane? A house full of vampires and one human? Absolutely not."

"What benefits?" Quin asked, looking intrigued.

If I had to guess, seeing how they react around us. If there's a traitor among the clans who is working with rogues to 'overthrow' us, there will be signs in their attitude. I doubt there is, because the majority of clans respect us and are completely compliant. Anyone who defies us has a death wish.

"If we invite them into our home, it will throw them off guard. I'm sure everyone knows of Elora and our relationship by now, Zion and Gavin will have made sure of that. If they think we have something to hide, it shows our weakness. If we're open about it, they'll know they have no leverage to use against us," Felix explained.

Slowly nodding, I took in his proposition. "I agree," I said.

"Me too. It also gives us the opportunity to gauge their reactions. If there's a rat, they'll be easily spotted," Quin said.

Duke widened his eyes, "No. Elora will be in danger, she won't be comfortable with nearly a hundred vampires around her house," he signed. "Not to mention our town will be at risk, as well. All those clans will have to feed," he tried to reason.

Theo rubbed his neck, "Yeah, I don't know, Felix. It sounds risky, and I don't want that many people in my house," he grimaced. He tilted his head, "If we can kick them out after 9:00pm, deal. If not, you can go meet them on some island like you usually do," he waved off.

For once, I agree with one of Theo's opinions. "The meeting will last for a maximum of three days," I added my own terms. The gathering usually lasts up to a month.

"Wait I'm not okay with this," Eugene commented. "Duke said it best, Elora won't be safe. She's already a target."

I signed, annoyed. As long as Elora is with one of us, she is as safe as can be. One of us can fight off at least ten vampires on our own. No one will try to harm her, that I am confident of. Most will probably be too intimidated by us to even look in her direction.

There's a reason Theo calls her princess, she just hasn't realized it yet. Felix is the king of vampires, the rest of us are the following highest ranking vampires. We are hers and she is ours, she may not be a vampire, but she's royalty by association. Wether the clans like it or not, she outranks every one of them.

"I will look after Elora, the clans tend to keep away from me anyways," I said, hoping to ease Duke and Eugene's minds. In the past, I was much different, and got a reputation for it. I killed anyone who crossed me, tortured them into allowing me into their minds, then tore them apart from the inside out. I loved the screams, and sometimes I miss them. I'm content with slowing down and relaxing in my solitude, though. I can't be that monster anymore, not with Elora around.

Besides, if I have her with me, t gives me an excuse to stay upstairs with her and avoid everyone else. Spending three days with her plastered to my side gives me freedom to play with her.

Duke slowly nodded, "Send out the invites, make the arrangements very clear. I don't want any of them lingering after nightfall," he reluctantly agreed.

Eugene crossed his arms, "I still don't like the idea, despite the benefits of the gathering being here," he glanced at the stairs, hearing Dane walking down the stairs. "I think it goes without saying, we all need to be on guard at all times," he assessed.

No shit. I hate this official clan talk. If it were up to me, I'd eradicate all ranks and have vampires, werewolves, and rogues all slaughter each other without remorse or order. Everyone I care about would be just fine, and the population of people who annoy me would half. Natural selection knows what's best.

Felix studied everyone for a few seconds before giving a small nod, "It's settled then. I'll make the arrangements."

I looked up at Elora, seeing her sloppily laying in Danes arms as he walked into the room. She's awake, but her eyes are closed.

Her eyes have dark circles under them, and she looks pale and tired. She's also shivering, probably because she confused and poisoned her body.

She was dressed in a pink tank top and small shorts. I'm assuming dane picked sleepwear that she wouldn't get too hot in.

She groaned, holding her head as Dane sat down with her in his arms. "It's spiny..." she mumbled.

Dane stroked her hair, "Try to sleep."

She opened her eyes, and I was taken back at how red the usually white parts of her eyes are. I thought they were bloodshot earlier, but now the drugs have fully kicked in. She slowly looked around at us, squinting her eyes, the alcohol still imparting her ability to see correctly.

She pushed her eyebrows together, "How did I get here?" She slurred her words.

I blinked at her, feeling sorry for her, but also selfishly excited for tomorrow. I may not be as severe as Felix or Quin, but as she likes to pit it in her thoughts, I'm cruel.

I love the psychological aspect of domination. I've wanted to fuck her, but refrained for my own sick game. The longer I make her wait, the more she'll crave me.

It's already working, she was confused when I didn't join in Felix's office, and she wasn't a fan of me sitting in the corner as Duke fucked her either.

I want her squirming with a simple glance in her direction before I give her my cock. I want her to beg be to fuck her without having to tell her to beg.

Lucky for her, I think by the time her punishment rolls around tomorrow, her mind will be too scrambled to remember her own name.

Fuck, I want to make a mess out of her. She's innocent and adorable, that makes it so much better. Poor baby walks around most days with her pussy dripping, doing what she's told like a good girl. I don't think she knows how twisted and kinky the things she's already done, and the things I'm going to make her do are. I smirked.

"I carried you down here," Dane explained gently.

She slowly nodded, opening and closing her mouth a few times, "I feel weird- I'm hungry," she immediately looked at Quin.

Dane raised his eyebrows at her, "You just said your stomach hurts?"

She nodded, "It does," she closed her eyes and rested her head on his shoulder. "I want Oreos."

Theo chuckled, "I think someone's got the munchies."

"I'm spinning," she mumbled to no one in particular. "My pussy has a heartbeat," she added.

I smirked, I thought I smelt her arousal earlier, but dismissed it. She's always horny, and she tries to pretend, but I know how dirty her thoughts are.

Duke gave her a stern look, "Elora," he warned.

She giggled, wincing as she held her stomach. She blinked slowly, smirking at Duke, "Give me dick or Oreos," she said bluntly. She pointed to her mouth, then her crotch, "Fill one hole or the other," she slurred.

Holy shit. She would never act like this sober, and even I have to admit, it's amusing. Not as amusing as the look on Duke and Danes faces, though. She's completely wasted, and she won't remember acting this way.

Unfortunately for her intoxicated hornieness, she will not be getting any kind of pleasure until she's in her normal state of mind.

"Be careful with your wording, if you tell her no, she might take it personally and cry," Quin advised through the mind link.

Yes, the last think we want is a meltdown because she's having trouble processing things.

"Oreos and milk?" Theo smiled at her.

Her eyes widened as she slowly nodded, "And the... the," she snapped her fingers, trying to remember, "There's chocolate candy," she attempted.

Theo chuckled, standing up and heading t the kitchen, "You got it, princess."

Elora smiled, closing her eyes again. From what I can tell through her mind, it helps with the dizziness. She's clearly overwhelmed, the less senses she has, the better.

I watched her body relax as she fell asleep in record time, all thoughts of Oreos out of her mind. "She's asleep, Theo," I said.

He walked out of the kitchen empty handed, "Good, because we have no Oreos."

Duke glanced at me, "You have my full support for whatever you decide to do to her tomorrow. This is unacceptable," he let out the smallest laugh, shaking his head.

I smirked, surprised that he said that. Dukes old fashioned, and Elora going out, getting way too drunk, high, then acting improper must get to him. She's definitely his baby, and he worried about her a lot tonight. It's about time he comes around. Her irresponsibility and general drunken behavior earned her one hell of a punishment.

I smirked, "What we're going to do to her tomorrow," I corrected, glancing around at everyone before my eyes landed on her. Poor baby doesn't know what she's in for.

Happy Friday! I know y'all have been waiting for daddy's POV & I hope it loves up to expectations??? I'm v nervous to publish this, don't eat me alive ok ok