Chapter 37

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       Strutting down the streets of New Orleans the vamp-witch was hungry and wanted to feed. She didn't forget about Marcels rules

She just didn't care. But right now she was allowed to feed since it was night, dark and late out. Technically it was considered early since it was like but that's beside the point

Looking a few feet ahead of her she saw a female who looked about 22 and was looking down at her phone. Zeara walked towards her and pretended to be lost and crying

"Sorry to bother you I'm just--I'm lost and, and my friends left me alone."  She felt meaningless tears fall and tried so hard not to bust out laughing

Thankfully the girl bought it and looked at her with concern "Oh uh you shouldn't be out here alone, can I walk you and make sure you're safe?"

Nodding and still acting she pointed the direction of her "house" but was really leading her down an alley

Immediately stopping and compelling the girl she wiped her fake tears and laughed "My god even fake crying is a mood killer. Now you won't scream or move, got it."

When the girl became under a trance Zeara opened her mouth and felt her fangs pierce her mouth while her eyes went dark

Biting into the girls neck she felt the blood pour into her mouth filling her with pure joy and adrenaline

She kept drinking the blood for a few more seconds before deciding that's enough and cutting herself off

This whole vampire thing was built for her. She was actually handling it extremely well and wasn't having problems with compelling or anything

But that was because she had an excellent teacher, she just didn't want to admit that to herself

Yet Stefan taught her everything she needed to know and he taught her very well

Just staring into space the woman's wounds healed as Zeara gave her some of her blood. After that the vamp-witch wiped her mouth of any blood and compelled the girl again but this time telling her to go directly home and forget all about her and this interaction

She did just that and walked away leaving Zeara to wander the empty dark streets of New Orleans some more

That was until she heard a male voice. A familiar voice

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