(JO POV) Walking into the newbie dorm was a scene straight out of a nightmare. The other girls, like me, were fresh into this twisted reality, huddled in their beds. Their soft sobs pierced the haunting silence, a chilling symphony of despair. Close to my assigned spot was a tiny brunette, her body quaking beneath a blanket too thin to offer any genuine warmth.Gathering every ounce of bravery I possessed, I leaned in and whispered, "What happened to you?"Her answer was a descent into a horror I didn't want to imagine. "They... they just kept biting. Everywhere, even inside," she stammered, the agony in her voice painting pictures darker than the night itself. "And they... didn't stop there..." Her words faded into a silence heavy with unspoken terror. I couldn't help but scan her body, noting the brutal tapestry of bite marks that embellished her skin, each one a testament to the savagery she endured. Seeing those marks, particularly the clusters that marred her inner thighs, sent
(JO POV) When Dane's eyes finally flickered open, the shift was dramatic. The storm I had anticipated and prepared to weather seemed to dissipate as if it had never been. "As much as I'd relish the chance to stay like this, today isn't the day for such indulgences," he remarked.My response, a pout, caught me off guard. My behavior mirrored something far less mature than the seriousness of our situation warranted."Today is pivotal, and I must prepare you for what lies ahead," he elaborated, each word underscoring the seriousness of the impending day, sending an involuntary shiver through me."What's wrong, kitten?" he asked as he observed my reaction. "It's the girls... from the dorm. They shared... their experiences. It's terrifying... what they went through..." I stumbled over the words, the memories of their haunted faces and whispered fears clawing to the surface."Shhh, you're under my care. That won't happen to you," he soothed."But how can you be so sure?" My question was l
(DANE POV) The significance of my responsibility to Jo pressed heavily on me, constantly reminding me of the delicate balance I had to maintain. Given our circumstances, I was acutely aware of the potential for her resentment. Yet, deep down, I hoped that perhaps the structure and discipline I was poised to introduce into her life could prove to be constructive. It was entirely different from her natural inclinations, but there was a chance it could offer her something she had been missing.Feeding was an ever-present concern, yet I found myself treading cautiously, keen not to alarm her further. The act, though essential for me, demanded a sensitive approach to preserve the fragile trust developing between us.Cami's arrival brought with it an anxiety that was hard to ignore. Her barely veiled disdain for Jo didn't escape notice, casting a critical glance my way. "Sire, keeping her isolated isn't a solution. She must come to grips with our world. There are no exceptions," she decla
(DANE POV) As the Masters filed into the room, their eyes momentarily landed on Jo. My posture stiffened, a subtle but clear warning. A low growl escaped, a primal signal that she was under my protection, something I rarely did. The message only took a short time to resonate. Soon, no eyes dared linger on her.Camilla initiated the ceremony. "Does any human wish to declare their Master?" The question hung heavily, an invitation to solidify bonds I'm certain none of these humans actually wanted yet. Among the responses, one of Jo's fellow newcomers chose Dominic. Swiftly, he cloaked her in a robe and presented his wrist, signifying the sealing of their connection.When Camilla demanded the humans disrobe and present themselves, I found myself in a dilemma. With a hesitant motion, I helped Jo shed her robe before swiftly pulling her back into the safety of my arms. It wasn't time for her to stand exposed, not until she was ready, not until she chose me openly as her guardian in this
(DANE POV)"I'll take care of her now. No need for the nurse," I told Cami, lifting Jo into my arms to carry her back to my room.Once we were alone, Jo's pent-up emotions erupted. Overwhelmed by the night's events, she yelled and screamed. I was also shaken, upset that things had escalated beyond my control despite my promises to protect her.Noticing the blood trickling down her body from the bites, I pulled her into my lap, determined to tend to her wounds. Starting with the bite on her wrist, I began to lick the injuries. An instinct to heal her overtaking all other senses. She resisted at first, her body rigid."Just let me do it," I urged her. She reluctantly allowed me to lick her wrist. I continued until I was sure it was no longer bleeding. It would finish healing from my blood flowing in her system. My frustration was real. My eyes were black, and the red veins pulsated rapidly, indicating my internal distress. Noticing Jo's reaction to my state, I halted my actions and apo
(JO POV)The trauma of what transpired in the dining room lingered with me, a haunting memory I couldn't shake off. Virginia, the girl from the newbie dorm, her cries of pain as she was bitten repeatedly up and down her thigh, echoed in my mind. Despite Dane's efforts to shield me from the worst of it, I had seen and heard too much. The raw anguish of those moments was indelibly etched into my consciousness.Dane did everything within his power to protect me amid the chaos and predatory frenzy that engulfed the room. Yet, despite his best efforts, I wasn't completely spared; three others managed to bite me—two of them barely breaking the skin, but one bit me with a force that surpassed anything I had felt from Dane... that is, until he decided to bite into my wrist, apologizing beforehand, insisting it was the only way to stop this.It was evident that his treatment of me differed from how other vampires treated their humans. I was lucky, acutely aware of the contrast in our situatio
(JO POV) The discipline continued, and five more pops landed firmly. By now, I was a total mess, the sobs overwhelming any attempt at composure. When I could no longer form the words, Dane began counting for me, his voice steady amid my distress.The ordeal left me emotionally and physically spent, the fire on my skin matched only by the restlessness within. His actions, though harsh, were underscored by a sense of duty, a lesson he felt compelled to impart. As his fingers slipped beneath the fabric, grazing the sensitive skin that was now tender from his discipline, an intense and unfamiliar sensation coursed through me. The unexpected contact, meant to soothe, instead sparked a complex cascade of feelings...surprise, confusion, and an acute awareness of the intimacy of his touch.After a moment of that bewildering contact, he withdrew his fingers and delivered another hard pop, abruptly shifting the atmosphere back to discipline. The sudden return to the reality of the situation
(DANE POV)As she slept in my arms throughout the night, I was deeply attuned to her every breath and subtle movement. It was a rare moment of tranquility in the otherwise turbulent life within the academy's walls and otherwise. I could sense the peacefulness of her rest, a precious respite so few of our kind and the humans among us were afforded.Whenever the shadows of a nightmare began to creep into her subconscious, I gently nudged them away, replacing them with lighter, more serene thoughts. While I could have influenced the direction of her dreams, I refrained, choosing instead to let her mind wander to whatever brought her comfort and joy. It was surprising yet profoundly touching to find my own face frequently appearing among the various scenes that seemed to comfort her: fishing in her younger years, reading in a hammock, and a cute, tattered teddy bear on a bed.As dawn approached and the blinds snapped closed, signaling the start of another day shielded from the sun's ray