Legacy of Blood by J. L. McCoy, Virginia Cantrell

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    “ Athair , that’s unheard of,” Trey’s eyes bulged.
    “Aye,” he conceded with a nod, “but I can’t just drop everything and leave.  The club just opened and we have to get it established before we can move on.  There is also the matter of Amun.  We are safest here where An Dilis currently watches.  Our best chance to eradicate him is now.  If we move, I fear he will only follow.  We have something he desperately wants and I’m sure he’ll stop at nothing to get it.”
    All eyes fell on me and I bit my lip as I sighed frustratedly.  I was going to kill that asshole the first chance I got.  I hated what Amun had done to me and what I was forced to become as an alternative to death.  “I’m going to kill that motherfucker, even if it’s the last thing I ever do,” I gritted angrily before turning and flashing down the hall, back to my room.

Chapter Eight
     
     
    As soon as my head hit my pillow, and I fully relaxed, my eyes began to grow heavy.   All of the excitement I had been through today had taken its toll on me mentally.  I desperately needed to sleep and recharge.  Before I knew it, I was out cold.
    Images flashed behind my eyes, interrupting hours of deep, sound sleep as I softly heard someone whispering my name.  Something was pulling at my psyche, demanding entrance, and I finally gave in to the request. 
    Amun was standing by a large body of water with his back to me.  As soon as I took a step toward him, he whirled around looking surprised but relieved.
    “Why have you not come sooner?” he demanded, his black eyes furious.  “I have been summoning you all day.  I could sense you but I did not have access to you… I could not access your mind.  HOW are you preventing me?”
    “Ha!” I laughed and sneered at the small victory.  “You mean to tell me you can’t just come into my dreams whenever you want to?”
    He flashed to me and grabbed me by the throat.  “You consumed their blood?!” he raged in my face as he glared back and forth between my now colorless eyes.  “But you are mine!”
    “I am no one’s!” I yelled back as I ripped his hand from my neck and pushed him away from me; the action utterly shocking Amun.  “No one owns me!  No one will EVER own me!”
    “A piece of my very soul is within you,” he growled, quickly recovering.  “You are mine and you will obey.  You will come to me this night!  I DEMAND IT!”
    I put my hands on my hips and smirked at him.  “Demand away, Amun.  I don’t know what you’re expecting, but I’m not going to just come crawling to whatever hole you’re off hiding in.  You have no control over me.  Get used to it!”
    “Oh, I have plenty of control over you,” he sneered evilly as he took another step toward me.  “All those disgusting feelings of affection and desire you felt for that Day Walker… Archer?  I created them.  I made you dream of him, want him, make love to him…  I compelled you remain with him when you were so determined to leave.  I could not allow you to depart and ruin all my plans!  But in the end, you betrayed me, Damu .  There will be a heavy price to pay for that.  You were supposed to stay, complete your change and then destroy him and all his descendants.  Instead you drink his blood and pollute yourself?!  You could have been something magnificent, something beautifully fierce and exquisitely savage, but now you are just another common, pathetic Day Walker!”
    I felt my eyes flicker black as anger consumed me.  “I’m not your fucking toy, Amun!  If you think you can force me to feel things and do things for you, you have another thing coming.  I’m going to kill you for what you’ve done to me!  As God is my witness, you will DIE by MY hand!”
    Amun chuckled as he looked me up and down and then tsked.  “Oh, my sweet Nisiqtu … you are still so headstrong.  I believe I was mistaken about you.  You carry my mark in your eyes.  We are not