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silky. “The night will come when I’ll look into your eyes and love you like you’ve never known. And as I take your life it will hurt and you’ll struggle. You’ll be helpless in my arms as I slowly feed until there’s nothing left for your fading heart to pump between my lips.”
Ryan swallowed then expelled the air he had been holding in.
She reached out and placed both hands on the plexiglas. “How does that make you feel?” she asked and offered an innocent smile from which she gave a naughty giggle.
Ryan blinked and shook his head. He had serious doubts on the effectiveness of the THC pills.
“Is this how you always treat your victims?” Siri asked, breaking the moment.
“No,” she replied. “For those who are only food it’s not such a sweet death and it can get a little messy.”
“Messy how?” Siri asked. “Please tell us.”
The female applied pressure to the plexiglas panel. The barrier creaked but held firm. “Ryan knows what I mean. Don’t you?”
“Can you explain it to me?” Siri asked.
“When I’m hunting and if I’m really hungry,” she replied and gazed directly at Siri, the first hint of malice in her voice, “I sometimes take more than blood.”
Ryan silently stared at her.
She looked at the barrier from one side to the other and pulled her hands away. She then raised her arms above her head and proceeded to sensuously stretch. Not even the patient gown could diminish her elegance. After a quiet moment Ryan noticed that she began to have trouble keeping her eyes open. She gently rocked back and forth. He looked at Siri who shook her head.
“What’s wrong?” Siri asked.
“The sun . . . it’s moving higher, I—I can’t fight the day, even in here.”
“I promise we won’t disturb your rest,” Siri said.
“We’ll just have to see . . . Ryan, can I ask you something?”
“What do you want?”
“Call me Calida. Okay?”
“Uh, yeah . . . sure.” Ryan watched her glide over to the cot and lie down. She alternately stretched her legs for a moment then turned on her side and propped her head up using an elbow.
“I need to sleep now,” she said, and her voice sounded tired but still possessed a silken timbre. “I’ll awaken just before sundown. We can talk more then for a short while, but once the sun is below the horizon I’ll be difficult to deal with. I’ll need blood. Bring a rabbit. Not that one, I like him.”
“We’ll do that,” Siri said.
“But only for tonight,” Calida said. “I’ll need human blood very soon or I’ll die. It’s your choice.”
Ryan noticed that her pupils had become bright red and she kept her eyes on him until they closed and she fell into a deep sleep.
“Calida?” Siri asked, “Calida . . . ?”
“It’s remarkable,” Ryan said. “Her inner clock is the complete opposite of ours.”
“What do you think she meant when she said she can feel the sun?” Siri asked. “How can she feel it down here surrounded by all this steel and concrete?”
Ryan shook his head. “Let’s go talk outside.” He looked at the one-way mirror and waved. The door’s lock disengaged.
“Why?”
“It just doesn’t seem right to be in here while she’s asleep. Besides, unless you have a wooden stake it’s probably best to let sleeping vampires lie.”
Siri raised an eyebrow, stood up, and walked over to Ryan. “She’s everything and nothing I expected at the same time. If that makes any sense.”
“She’s amazing and dangerous.” Ryan opened the door and just as Siri walked through he asked, “So what does her name mean? She asked you about her name.”
Siri stopped and thoughtfully looked at him for a moment. “It has two meanings. In ancient Greek Calida means ‘most beautiful,’ but from early Sanskrit, Calida is the servant of Kalika.”
“The name certainly fits her,” Ryan said. “She’s beautiful. And what’s the other meaning? The servant of whom?”
“The servant of Kalika.” Siri shook
Ryan swallowed then expelled the air he had been holding in.
She reached out and placed both hands on the plexiglas. “How does that make you feel?” she asked and offered an innocent smile from which she gave a naughty giggle.
Ryan blinked and shook his head. He had serious doubts on the effectiveness of the THC pills.
“Is this how you always treat your victims?” Siri asked, breaking the moment.
“No,” she replied. “For those who are only food it’s not such a sweet death and it can get a little messy.”
“Messy how?” Siri asked. “Please tell us.”
The female applied pressure to the plexiglas panel. The barrier creaked but held firm. “Ryan knows what I mean. Don’t you?”
“Can you explain it to me?” Siri asked.
“When I’m hunting and if I’m really hungry,” she replied and gazed directly at Siri, the first hint of malice in her voice, “I sometimes take more than blood.”
Ryan silently stared at her.
She looked at the barrier from one side to the other and pulled her hands away. She then raised her arms above her head and proceeded to sensuously stretch. Not even the patient gown could diminish her elegance. After a quiet moment Ryan noticed that she began to have trouble keeping her eyes open. She gently rocked back and forth. He looked at Siri who shook her head.
“What’s wrong?” Siri asked.
“The sun . . . it’s moving higher, I—I can’t fight the day, even in here.”
“I promise we won’t disturb your rest,” Siri said.
“We’ll just have to see . . . Ryan, can I ask you something?”
“What do you want?”
“Call me Calida. Okay?”
“Uh, yeah . . . sure.” Ryan watched her glide over to the cot and lie down. She alternately stretched her legs for a moment then turned on her side and propped her head up using an elbow.
“I need to sleep now,” she said, and her voice sounded tired but still possessed a silken timbre. “I’ll awaken just before sundown. We can talk more then for a short while, but once the sun is below the horizon I’ll be difficult to deal with. I’ll need blood. Bring a rabbit. Not that one, I like him.”
“We’ll do that,” Siri said.
“But only for tonight,” Calida said. “I’ll need human blood very soon or I’ll die. It’s your choice.”
Ryan noticed that her pupils had become bright red and she kept her eyes on him until they closed and she fell into a deep sleep.
“Calida?” Siri asked, “Calida . . . ?”
“It’s remarkable,” Ryan said. “Her inner clock is the complete opposite of ours.”
“What do you think she meant when she said she can feel the sun?” Siri asked. “How can she feel it down here surrounded by all this steel and concrete?”
Ryan shook his head. “Let’s go talk outside.” He looked at the one-way mirror and waved. The door’s lock disengaged.
“Why?”
“It just doesn’t seem right to be in here while she’s asleep. Besides, unless you have a wooden stake it’s probably best to let sleeping vampires lie.”
Siri raised an eyebrow, stood up, and walked over to Ryan. “She’s everything and nothing I expected at the same time. If that makes any sense.”
“She’s amazing and dangerous.” Ryan opened the door and just as Siri walked through he asked, “So what does her name mean? She asked you about her name.”
Siri stopped and thoughtfully looked at him for a moment. “It has two meanings. In ancient Greek Calida means ‘most beautiful,’ but from early Sanskrit, Calida is the servant of Kalika.”
“The name certainly fits her,” Ryan said. “She’s beautiful. And what’s the other meaning? The servant of whom?”
“The servant of Kalika.” Siri shook
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