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Isaac knows he is being tested. His sire is curious to see how he will react in a specific kind of stressful situation. Isaac wants to please his sire. He’s still only a young Kindred, and doesn’t have a lot of experience yet, but he has a suspicion that vampires who have a good relationship with the ones who made them may last longer than those who don’t. He knows that the circumstances of the embrace are going to be different for everyone, so this is going to be something that he’s going to have to interview Kindred on as he goes. Regardless, today is his test.
To prepare for this night, Isaac was asked to go at least three nights without drinking. As a result, he is very hungry. He’s aware of his Beast’s unhappiness. It’s very distracting.
Isaac unlocks a door and enters a sealed room. Inside, he finds a woman in her mid-thirties. She has dark hair and pale skin, and is sitting patiently on a chair, expecting him. She smiles when he enters.
“Hello,” Isaac says.
“Hi,” she says, blushing.
Isaac closes the door behind him. He understands now what his test is. He’s starving. His Beast wants him to feed on this person. He has an opportunity to kill her. His sire wants to see what he’ll do in this situation.
He gives the woman a little smile. She doesn’t seem to be nervous or afraid at all. She seems excited. “Do you know why you’re here?” he asks her.
She nods, biting her lip. She’s wearing something low-cut and off the shoulder, exposing plenty of skin.
Isaac approaches, rolling up his shirt sleeves. “Do you know who I am? What I am?”
“I don’t know your name, but… I um… I understand what you want from me.”
Isaac tilts his head, staring at her. “And what is that?”
“My blood.” She blushes deeper.
Isaac has a suspicion. He’s heard of people who seek out vampires just as keenly as vampires seek out them. “Do you want me to bite you?”
“Yes, please.” Her eyes are on his, pleading. She tilts her chin up invitingly.
“Stand up.”
She promptly does as he asked.
Without being too rough, Isaac takes a hold of her. He feels a thrill inside that she actually wants him to bite her. Her pulse is clearly elevated.
Isaac bites and drinks. She gasps. Her blood is delicious, and his Beast urges him to keep drinking, more and more. Why not take the last drop? She wants him to. She would not mind at all if he killed her in this way.
Isaac drinks and drinks… but then he delicately licks the wound closed. The woman has swooned into a faint, but she’s still breathing. He lays her down carefully and rouses her back to semi-consciousness. “You’re going to forget all about this,” he commands her, once she makes eye contact with him.
“Okay…” she says vacantly.
“Good girl.”
Isaac licks his lips and exits the room. He feels confident that he’s passed his test.