Zombies Unleashed (The Vampire from Hell Part 6)

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However did you save them, Rayea?”  Swaying a little in my chair, I pointed to my slashed wrist.  “The blood.”
    A frown surfaced on his face.  “You’re too weak to be serving people.  Here, let me get you something.”
    Before my head hit the table, Grace came out of nowhere and grabbed me.  Propping me up, she asked me, “Are you okay?”
    Slightly I smiled as my eyes fluttered.  “I think I gave too much.”
    The stream of people continued to surround us, circling the table, commenting, thanking us, and moving back to the bar to order drinks from Jeremy who seemed to enjoy being engulfed again in his daily routine of managing the bar.
    “Rayea?  Rayea?”  Lynn’s voice swam before me.  I couldn’t concentrate on the voices and activities bustling around me.
    “She’s okay.  It took a lot out of her.  That’s all.  When was the last time you fed?”
    “Really fed?  About two months ago I think.”
    I smiled comically at Michael and Grace as I saw their mouths moving.  I remembered something bad that had happened to me, but I could not lock in on it.  Watching my friends seemed to be the most I could process.
    When Max rushed in near me again, he announced, “Don’t let her float away.  Gods need to stay grounded sometimes.”
    I sensed an overwhelming number of gasps escape through the air.  Then the voices began.
    “Is that true?”
    “Wow, how amazing!”
    “Really?  She’s a god?”
    A blood god , I replied in my head.  Really a vampire, no more.
    Max pushed a glass up to my lips.  “Drink before you faint.  Come on, Rayea.  Drink.”
    Yanking my head to one side, I tried to avoid the contents.  Who knows what blood Max was forcing down my throat? I thought.
    Grace spoke for me.  “Is the blood safe, Max?  She’s wondering whose it is.”
    I blinked my eyes in agreement and slowly nodded to Grace.  A smile creased my lips.
    “Your mother and her knitting circle friends mentioned how low your blood supply had become, so they got together, pricked those fingers, added in some white magic from Isis and the like, all the female gods you have yet to meet and asked me to keep a bottle on hand.  In case of an emergency.  Eos, Maia, they all send their best wishes.”
    I pushed the bottle away.  “I’m not getting married.”  The room spun.
    Michael and Grace sat me up straight again.  “She’s delirious.”
    Max insisted, forcing the glass into my hands.  “Blick would never do that.  I saw your father tonight, Rayea.  He shapeshifted into his human self, a form many have not seen, except me and G and a few others.  Don’t you think it’s possible he pretended to be Blick?  Used his voice and called you?  That would be something he would do.”
    Grace leaned in, steadying the glass for me.  “That would make sense, Rayea.  Blick cares for you dearly.”
    Lynn added, “It would be just something your father would pull to break you guys up, if he were still alive.”
    For once, I rejected my stubborn comment, dancing on the end of my tongue.  Instead, I accepted the glass from Grace and gulped down the blood.  Before I spoke another word, I drank two more glasses and shared the rest of the bottle with Max, Michael, and Grace as Lynn looked on.  Max was a shapeshifter like G.  He wasn’t a vampire, but that didn’t mean he didn’t need some blood satisfaction now and then.
    “Please tell them thank you for me,” I said to Max as he cleared the glasses away.
    He smiled and nodded toward me.  “With pleasure.  But only if you call your mother soon.  She’s talking about the flower arrangements now.”
    Forcing a smile on my face, I stood up.  Grace, Michael, and Lynn remained seated.
    “So what’s this about Stephanie?  You’re thinking of rescuing that bitch?”
    Grace and Lynn nodded as if it had been the one thing on their heads the entire evening.  A comment whirling around in their heads that they didn’t dare bring up with me. 

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