We each stepped out of the limo one by one, Master's previous words making my blood run cold.

My Master and his brother walked side by side while Dahlia and I walked behind them, leashes in their hands.

His words left only one thought flying through my head.

Would my first time being fed from really be today?

I tried to deny it, but the hard pounding in my heart was telling me that I already knew the answer.

It was going to be fine, right?

Every pet probably goes through this on their first day.

I quickly shot a glance at the bite marks on Dahlia.

She seemed to be... experienced in the subject.

What I wouldn't give to ask her a couple of questions instead of just sitting in the unknown.

But I didn't want to risk it.

I was told that first impressions are important, and I wanted my Master to think I was obedient.

I've heard that the ones that are obedient live longer.

At least I hoped that that was the case...

I guess I'll find out soon enough.

I swallowed hard at the sudden uneasiness flooding through my body.

My Master's first impression has been... interesting, to say the least.

A weird mix of different things that I couldn't quite make a decision yet

His brother, on the other hand, seemed completely terrifying.

Neither of them were anything like the vampires I've dealt with in the past.

Then again, I guess I hadn't really seen that many while in training with the Pet Mistress.

A new learning experience then!

I tried to look on the bright side of things despite my current situation.

Its the only thing that ever got me where I was today, and the only thing keeping my legs from locking up.

In the kind of world we live in, even the little bright sides help.

I barely looked around the castle as we walked in, favoring to look at the floor to avoid doing something that my Master wouldn't like.

Many vampires were the kind that would get set off by the small things, so I wanted to pick up any details about mine that I could before trying anything.

I tuned back into their conversation as we began walking up some stairs.

"Please tell me you're joking," Nico said, a little disappointment evident in his tone.

"What? So I'm interested in the Lord's daughter. What's wrong with that?" My Master responded.

"There's so many things wrong with that- Wait, which one?"

"The youngest one obviously," He drew out the last word, "Layla is definitely the prettiest out of all of 'em don't you think?"

I guess my Master had a little crush.

Nico just looked at him for a moment.

"I think they're all harlots looking for someone with enough cash and power to fulfill their selfish desires."

Harsh.

"You think that about every woman," Master said.

Nico just shrugged, "Women are nothing but a hassle, Xander. A hassle I don't have time or energy for."

"And that, right there, is why dad doesn't like you." Master pointed out.

Nico barked out a sarcastic and almost spiteful laugh.

"Oh Xander, I'm sure that's just one reason out of many."

"Well, whatever," Master began again, "If its money and power that she wants, then I'll happily give it to her."

"Oh yeah?" Nico questioned, "And get what in return?"

Master shrugged, "Her affection?"

Nico sighed.

"You can't buy affection, Xander." he apprised.

"Oh yes, Nico. Please please please give me relationship advice since you're so experienced in the subject." Master said, mockery laced in his voice.

I was surprised to see Nico smirk at what I thought was quite a rude remark, sticking his hands into his pockets.

" I told you. Women are a waste of time, and I definitely think Layla is gonna be a waste of time for you, but I won't stop you."

"Soooo what I'm hearing is your approval?"

"Does my approval really matter?" Nico asked.

"You're my older brother, so yes," Master replied.

Nico blinked at him for a moment, a bit of confusion written on his face.

I for one was just thankful that these God-forsaken stairs were finally over.

I was struggling to keep my breaths quiet.

"Then yeah sure... I approve, but don't come crying to me once it comes burning to the ground."

Master clicked his tongue, pressing his shoulder against Nico's, "You have absolutely no faith in me."

Nico grimaced and sidestepped away, "You wonder why?"

Master let out a bit of victorious laughter at his brother's response.

"You just watch Nico, in the next year or two, she's gonna be all mine."

"Really? You're giving yourself that long?" Nico questioned.

"Well yea, if I try to go into it too quickly that'll just make me seem desperate."

"You are desperate."

"That's not the point."

Nico rolled his eyes.

"Well," He stopped in front of a door, causing Master and I to stop as well, "Whatever your point is, good luck."

Nico placed his thumb on a little black box before opening his door, gesturing for Dahlia to walk in with a nod of his head.

Master placed a hand on his chest, a cocky smile building on his face as he spoke.

"Just watch, Nico. I won't need your luck."

Nico took a step into what I assumed was his room at this point, waving his hand, "Whatever you say. I'll see you at dinner."

With that Nico's door shut, leaving just the two of us.

Masters joyful expression slowly changed.

His smile fell, his shoulders slumped and the look in his eyes lost their joyful perk.

He let out an almost sad sigh, still looking at his brother's door.

I was kind of confused by the sudden change, but my confusion didn't last long.

His dark green eyes turned to me with that same expression, causing my breath to stop dead in its tracks.

I didn't even realize that my nerves had apparently eased up before I felt them all come crashing back.

"Alright Doe," He began quietly as he turned and began walking again, forcing me to follow, "Let's get this over with."

His tone was completely different than it was before, now being rougher with the slightest strain to it.

It was almost... reluctant?

Sill, my heart lurched at his words, a whole new kind of fear showing itself.

What did he mean by that?

Hundreds of ideas began filling my mind, all if not most of them being unpleasant.

Still, I tried to find some sort of positive reasoning.

Maybe he was just going to get a closer look at me?

I grasped hard to that thin strand of hope since it was the only thing keeping this fear from swallowing me completely.

I focused hard on taking each individual step, the sudden trembling in my legs only setting me up for failure.

This is fine. I'm going to be fine. Everything is going to be ok.

I repeated these kinds of words in my mind over and over again.

Master stopped in front of his own door, placing his thumb on the black box.

"Sorry in advance, but I have to do this before I decide."

Decide?! Decide what?!

And what on earth was he apologizing for?

I just stared at the inside of the darkroom as the door opened, my heartbeat now thumping in my head.

Every part of my body was screaming at me to run, even though I already knew what the result would be.

Master turned his head to me, gesturing for me to walk in the same way his brother had done it.

Right...

Taking in an almost silent deep breath, I forced my feet to move.

I only took a few steps into the room. That's all I could muster.

Every muscle in my body tightened as I stood in the darkness.

The hairs on the back of my next rose after I heard the faint sound of the end of my leash hitting the floor.

My quick breaths were becoming audible at this point, the shaking in my hands becoming more noticeable as any hope I had in general burned out.

Nothing had even happened and yet I was scared out of my mind.

Was this normal?

A gasp ripped into my body as the door was slammed shut, complete darkness enveloping my vision.

I quickly turned, crashing into something hard before I felt myself falling backward onto the floor with a thud.

Hissing at the sudden pain from my back, I pushed myself up with my elbows, only then noticing that what I had crashed into had apparently been my Master.

His eyes glowed in the darkness, staring down directly at me.

"I-I'm so sorry!" The words blurted from my mouth before I could even think of stopping them.

I could only see his eyes furrow before they shifted to the side a bit.

They closed with a deep discontented sigh from him before focussing on me again.

"Don't be," He said, taking a couple steps closer to me until he was standing on either side of my calves, "You probably just made this easier."

I didn't realize what he meant by that until he lowered himself onto his knees over me, completely trapping me underneath him.

My fear skyrocketed to an all-time high as he placed his hands on either side of me, slowly leaning down towards me.

I felt myself leaning back out of fear and submission until every part of me was on the floor.

His brows rose ever so slightly before he gave a nod.

"Good. You passed the first test."

Test?!

I could feel the tension in my chest grow, as I struggled to fill my lungs a decent amount of air.

My eyes had adjusted enough for me to see the odd expression he had on his face.

Even through my panic I could see that he didn't seem completely comfortable with this.

I flinched and gasped as I felt his fingers graze my shoulders, slowly tracing themselves down my arm.

His eyes followed down my arm as well, surely noticing just how bad my trembling had gotten

His brows furrowed at that fact.

Was this not normal? Was I doing something wrong!?

This fear felt like it was completely choking me, I didn't think it was possible that I was over exaggerating.

A quivering, terrified whimper fell from my lips as he took one of my wrists in each hand, securing them over my head.

Tears began to brim in my eyes.

"Tilt your head up for me, dear," he spoke, leaning in close to my chest.

His tone was soft, one could even classify it as comforting had the circumstances been literally any different.

I did exactly as I was told.

It wasn't until I felt his breaths on my skin that I completely lost it.

"Wait!" I cried, thrashing my body in any way that I could to try to get him to lose his hold.

It didn't work, and I realized quickly that it wasn't going to.

The second his grip tightened on my wrists to the point where it became painful, I stopped.

He could so easily break my wrists if he so desired.

He could so easily break any part of me if he so desired.

"Please," I begged, the first tear running down my cheek, "please I-I-I'll... I'll do anything ju-just-"

I barely heard his disheartened groan through the heartbeat in my ears.

"Man, I really didn't want to do this the hard way," He murmured, "But its good to know that at least you won't be boring. That's something that might save you."

I stared at him, completely speechless as more tears flooded down my face.

I didn't know what to do.

This wasn't at all what I had imagined. This wasn't at all what I was prepared for!

"Although begging gets kind of boring kind of quickly, so do yourself a favor and do it sparingly," hee informed as if what he was saying was helpful information.

He then slipped his free hand between the floor and my back, causing me to raise my back to the best of my ability.

He hummed approvingly at my apparent cooperation.

"Good girl."

The smallest spark of hope flickered in my mind before he grabbed a fist-full of my hair and slowly pulled, forcing me to tilt my head.

A cry ripped from my throat as he did, my panic now shooting to an all-time high.

The fact that my neck was now fully exposed and that I was at the complete mercy of the vampire on top of me sent me into a complete frenzy.

I opened my mouth to say something but not nothing but ragged breaths and panicked sobs through my completely dry mouth.

This was it.

My eyes stared straight ahead into the darkness that I had been forced to look at.

Not even my eyes would move at this point.

Although my eyelids did squeeze shut the moment I felt his tongue slowly trace the side of my neck.

A deep rumbling resonated from the back of his throat, the noise almost sounding pleased.

"Y'know," Master began again, his breaths brushing my skin with each word he said, "It might be better if you kept the begging up a little bit longer. There's a fine line between not enough, and too much," He licked again over my racing pulse point, his place of choice if I had to guess, "But I guess you'll figure it out soon enough."

The defeated sobs were flowing freely from me at this point, my entire body tensing at the feeling of his fangs testing out the skin on my neck.

He leaned back just enough to whisper to me.

"Try to get used to this as quickly as you can."

And then he bit hard into my flesh.