Chapitre 398: 37. Imagine.
Once my heat was gone, Damon concentrated on entertaining our guests and didn't come up to bed again because apparently I wasn't worth it, never mind. I did my thing and went to eat. A few days later I started to have a full-blown headache, and it made me irritable. I tried to do flea stuff and be down sometimes, but no one paid attention to me now that I was sterilized.
My mood was sour, I was air to guests and for the pack; I was also nauseous from time to time; I let Mimosa be loose; she was downstairs to talk to everyone. I didn't mind. Damon did not come upstairs anymore even at night and I was not surprised. My need to mark my territory was gone and apparently when I had been operated, on sterilization Bran had got some cleaners who had deep cleaned our bedroom. I saw my mark on Damon gone in a few days later, again no surprise there.
That's how you see the value of women. We are nothing but wombs, and when there is no such thing, then we are air. That didn't bother me as such. I always tried to eat, and I have gotten now a habit of naming my food so Bran could not always say that he had no idea what for was meant to whom. My food and drinks were labeled so Bran could not eat them.
The guests had now been there for a little over a week, about ten days, and although I had seen no one fucking the guests directly, I had my strong suspicions about it. There was no need for me to be anywhere near the guests. Bran did not demand anything and a few times, he almost told me to leave. I would not leave, not yet anyway. I didn't shower so much as it somehow irritated my skin and I was not in the mood to use lotion on my skin to hydrate it. I had rash in my arms and legs, so no showers.
My headache wouldn't go away, and then my eating started to suffer, as I felt that the food just wouldn't go down. My skin was still irritated, my mood got worse as it seemed that light hurt my eyes and I had not drunk coffee or blood in several days. I did not have bloodlust at all. It wasn't until Bran announced, after 14 days of guests, that we were having a small party, with everyone in New Orleans partying all the time.
When my health got worse, I lost my appetite fully. I was skinny, lost about 15 kilos in two weeks, and same time, I felt flushed, hot like my metabolism was too fast. Women from the visiting pack were getting happier by the day they saw me, smiling at each other almost. I was not paying too much attention to it. Something alerted me to think things through in my mind.
That's when I suspected I was being poisoned. Oh fuck. So I went to medbay and had my blood tested. I calculated that I'd been without a uterus for two weeks now, and the symptoms have been coming on slowly, so I've probably been poisoned the whole time they found out I didn't have a uterus. Since I was sterilized right after the quests had arrived.
The party would start tonight, and it would be nice to know what and how badly. I'll get rid of the poison eventually, but when I didn't eat or had had any coffee or blood, and then it starts to affect one thing or another so damn quickly. And for two weeks already. Fuck that I won't say better. I needed to do something and quite fast.
Damon wasn't off at any point, so I could have asked him. And then again, he might not believe me, he was very friendly with those bimbos and even with an alpha female. Nope, I was better to this on my own. I was doctor as well. So I went to medbay and got a broad-spectrum tox screen. I needed to find out what I was poisoned and how badly, then get rid of some of them at least and maybe call Colin. He was busy in Ireland, but he could tell me what to do. Somehow, something prevented me from asking Damon or Samuel.
The result was staggering, and it was then that I actually realized how incredibly resilient I am. The aconitum was 15 times more than my blood had ever measured. Mercury and a few other metals were found, and I knew that was the reason I wasn't eating. This goddamn headache was because of the metals. Then, there were herbs and other things in a startlingly wide range. There were 57 different toxins in my blood. Some of them are derived from snakes and spiders, some of them from plants.
Metals, well, nine different metals, they were in that form that told me I was poisoned. Copper, iron, mercury, gold, platinum, cobalt, zinc, aluminum, and gallium. And in vast quantities. Now I needed to get rid of some of them. Herbs were plentiful too. Aconitum, foxglove, rhododendron, larkspur, oregano, tomato, cilantro, and stinging nettle, for just a few to mention. Now this pack had obvious knowledge of how to poison me, but why? Several of them were more or lethal for me and I had no idea how long I could hang on before i would collapse.
I printed out the results for myself and retired upstairs to think of the best solution. I needed to act fast. My health would go downhill fast, there were at least 17 herbs that had accelerated my metabolism so I had lost weight for that reason, and since metals took my ability to eat, nothing tasted and I was nauseous, my condition had taken a hit too. Plus all the other symptoms too. Tomato and cilantro being killers, platinum was toxic for me as well.
I had proof, in part, that I had been poisoned, but how and by whom? Time to spy. I filled the kitchen with little cameras that not just anyone would find. I cleared all previous foods and took them to another room where I had set up the little lab, this had been originally meant to analyze the best food for Mimosa, but these machines would find poisons in my food and drinks too. Then we'll just wait and see if our poisoner shows up. Was this alpha females or bimbos, or those men, I had no idea.
The result was amusing, like something out of a movie. All the women in the visiting flock would go and poison someone with my food or drink, and it often seemed that they didn't know that someone else had already poisoned that particular dish or my drink for two weeks, even the alpha female. I had also a few other cameras. I had good little snippets of the alpha female, giving poisons to every female. And the alpha male had just stood and watched this.
I had good evidence, but the party would start in a couple of hours. I had the results of my food analysis too. I would get some first aid for myself with the help of this party and then when I could, I would leave and then go to Colin or in base where there were medical personnel. I knew we had some chelation agents that suited me too on bases, but I just was not sure in what base and for much. As I was severely poisoned. Time was essence, and I had no idea how long I had left. But I had a plan, and it was time to act soon.
First, I had to make myself feel better, with first aid, so we had a party, and people came. By little time. Get rid of cilantro and tomato maybe even a bit. Let's drink human blood and get some toxins out of our system. All by myself. We don't need Salvatore for this. I was getting ready to go out and party. I did not recognize that my alpha side was fully awake, and it was influencing my decision-making. My need to do this alone. I was the strong, fierce alpha female who didn't need males.
I had changed quite drastically from my mind on, my alpha side was now changing my brain chemistry, it was beginning to my journey as feline shifter and less of werewolf. I had now lot more feline instincts and habits too. My alpha power was forming and born too.
The downstairs was about to fill up, and the name of the game was to go and drink from as many people as you could, and then we'd go upstairs and sweat it all out with human blood. After that, leave and go somewhere to get some treatment, but first, take another set of tests, then to see how much my treatment would have been working. This would take probably a few days to sweat and probably throw up, so I made a nest out of myself. I prepared one other bedroom, got plenty of towels, and buckets, and put the bed ready. This was gonna get rough, but I will get through this, all by myself.
I had no human blood in this house reserved, so I had to take that from the source. And multiple donors as different blood types would make this work more efficiently.
I had come up with the plan all by myself, not Mirella. When I did it myself, this would be the simplest way and the way I would help myself. Because I had no doubt when I went downstairs that the men were doing whatever it was, they were doing at the party. And my poisoners would certainly not assume that I would be in party shape.
And that party would probably evolve quite fast in months of fucking and drinking party so I had my reasons to leave them. But first, let's get ready to have some first aid. The good thing was that human blood would taste nothing, so I could have some of it. There would be a lot of donors and my stomach could hold several tens of liters of blood when it started to absorb almost immediately when I would drink it.
I put on a minidress, which made me look pretty good, though. Hair up and good make-up so no one would even notice I'd been poisoned. I wonder if a pack of strangers gave me the cat heat. I lost some weight, but this dress was also stretchy and I put the bra on so I had a little more shape. Good strong makeup covered my pallor, and my pale, sick-looking face, and I used my pretender skills to get into the role of party girl.
I wondered about that feline heat and my need to mark Damon. Did I somehow feel threatened and want to tie Damon to me? Was it just related to my heat, or was it my alpha side? Like I said, I'm weird.
Let's just say nowadays I really don't need to tie Salvatore to myself, not at all. On the contrary, I would like to have little more free time from him but he is one darn strong possessive, controlling force of nature who is determined to have me as his own. But, alas, I shall never be Mariella, Be the one who worships him, obeys him, and does nothing more that right about loves him. I am strong enough to stand on my own, no need for him to rule me, but we have our relationship, and it is passionate, let's just call it that.
I waited half an hour and then went downstairs. The party was in full swing, and I wasn't even looking for men. I was on the prowl. I had heels, and some jewels, and I was good-looking, enough that I would get some cleansing meals for myself.
I walked up lazily, let my hips sway when I approached the first young man, and had a quick word with him.
My voice was sultry. " Did you know I'm part vampire? I can drink you very naughty. I can make you cum in your pants and hard. The pleasure will be quite extraordinary. Liter of your blood and you would be pants wet, satisfied."
The man looked at me for a moment, and as confident and cocky as can be, he said, "Sure, you can drink from me, but you're not going to get me off. I have pretty good self-control unless you want to go to the bedroom. You are a real minx, do you know that? I had never had a vampire in my bed and I would be interested to get to know you better, minx,"
I smiled and said, " We'll see about that after I've had a drink. This won't hurt at all.."
I pushed him against the wall, sank my teeth into his flesh, drank naughtily, and held him still as a victim. I pressed my body tightly against him and felt him shudder and moan. I drank a liter and then let him go. The man's pants were wet.
He panted and said, "Minx, you didn't really lie, that was amazing... I am all done so no need to go bedroom for while."
I smiled and walked away. I knew I had to drink and drink a lot, so I patiently continued to prey. I was pretty good at this, and of course, the general atmosphere and the booze helped. I found another victim quite soon. Drank him wet too. I needed to get this over with quite fast before I would start to cleanse, so I acted fast.
Damon sat in his armchair, sipping his bourbon. He wasn't about to fuck anyone now. It wasn't that kind of time. He'd been patient with the visiting pack, and God knows Bran had tried to get him to fuck those women. He knew Bran fucked them without worry, but he nor Adam had not touched them. Samuel had gone for clinics in the daytime, leaving him and Adam to fend off those damn bimbos.
He was upset as Bran had not let him upstairs at night when he had gone through with him and Adam different pack's problems. Damon had put vampires working and gotten some of those stupid problems to stop, but he wanted to be with Mimi and it was like Bran was on purpose in preventing him from going to her. Why, he did not know and did not want to know either. Bran had tried to push him to fuck those Bimbos too, and that ugly ass alpha woman too.
Finally, he had taken and slammed Bran against the wall with his eyes black, teeth bared, and said, " Now you stop this fucking pimping, or I'll take you, and you know where. Was it such a special experience that I have to teach you again?"
Bran had been silent and said, " You don't have to interfere with those women. I just thought you might need some after Mimi has been sterilized..."
Damon had held Bran against the wall for a moment and then broken a couple of his ribs.
He said, "You have some problem with me being with my wife, is that so? You want Mimi to leave and I fuck strangers? Why? Are you trying to pull Damien out? Is that it? Do you two have some kind of secret pact that he should actually get rid of me and take this body? Not gonna happen."
Bran had gotten pale and Quilty-looking. Damon had then drunk him dry until his heart had stopped. He had then focused on his feelings for Mimi. Let their love give him strength, just like Mimi had said. She had been right. He could feel Volcano, or Damien, getting weaker. He was in control now.
Now he was tired and wished the visiting pack would leave. Now, he and Mimi would leave for the Azores as soon as possible. He saw a glimpse of blood-red hair, Mimi? But then he started to look a little closer. When he saw Mimi walking among the people and seducing them, no, Mimi was preying. But Mimi wasn't drinking human blood normally. It would be just for cleansing.
Had she been so bloodthirsty that her mystery blood supply wasn't here after all? Or what she was up to. Was she upset and her vampire side had gotten an idea of predation at the party? Damon got up from his chair and went to see what his wife was up to on earth. He had now watched the half-hour in which Mimi had drunk at least five people, five men, in a very naughty way.
I was about to prey on another victim when a firm grip on my arm stopped me in my tracks, and Salvatore asked, " What the hell are you doing? Eating people and why?"
I sighed and thought, why? I needed to get more blood in me. I had had about 15 liters, seven victims already, and I had way less than half an hour to get more. I had hoped to have at least 20 liters.
I turned to my husband and said, "Because I need their blood, that's why, calm down. I'm not killing anyone. I'm just taking a cleansing. I'll be done in a minute, and I'll be out of here and upstairs so you can get on with whatever it is you're doing. And in a few days, when your party will go on, I will leave after cleansing a little. "
Damon furrowed his brow and said, "Why do you need a cleanse? Whatever the reason, miss, now go upstairs. We both will and then you can explain to me what the fuck this was all about. Are you perhaps making a pack of men of yourself again? I know I have not been upstairs in two weeks, but why? Ask Bran, and he will explain to you. He wants to keep me away from you. What comes to parties I am not interested but I am very eager to listen to your explanation of this behavior. This is not you, not at all."
I sighed and released Damon's grip. I felt like I could do something with this amount of blood, and it looked like enough was enough. Well, maybe then I would be in good enough shape to get away. At least fifteen liters are better than nothing.
So far, no normal aconitum binders were working for me anymore; sometimes they had, but they didn't work anymore. That's what you get when you're unique enough. I would have to get rid of a multitude of poisons and toxins, and most of them were brand new to me.
I had read my medical records, so I knew what I had been exposed to in the past and most of these were novelties, so I had no idea what they would do to me. I started walking upstairs, and to my surprise, Damon was walking beside me. That's what a prison guard is supposed to be like, and he's probably watching to make sure I don't come down again.
Well, I'm not going to be a comer anytime soon. I was starting to feel the cleansing effect of human blood, and I knew I'd probably start sweating herbs and metals, hopefully, out soon. And symptoms of those poisons started to affect more on me as human blood seemed to neutralize first all the dental substances that I had boosted myself with. This was gonna get rough for a few days at least.
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