02: Wolf Almost Collide

"We're here to talk about you and not us." But one of them, a fledging vampire council turned the table back to the real topic they were after. Morbius’s ears twitched from overly confident tone that the newbie used.

“Your tone is something, fledgling…” he impreiously commented with coldness in his voice causing the newbie to cower as if he was caught red-handed. 

“And you don’t have to worry about me and my land as I can rule over it. Also, if you’re worried about me being a widow, don’t bother remarrying me to some random women out there. You’re not my parents. I don't care for how long I will wait for me to decay or the appearance of my second beloved mate to marry." He continued with his cold and firm voice as he decided and cut the same discussion before getting up.

"Morbius..." The caring vampire council was about to say something but Morbius shook his head.

"I already made my decision as the last request from my deceased wife. So if you excuse me, I have so many things to work on and my servants will show you the way." He firmly said and coldly left them in the meeting room.

As he stormed out of the meeting room, mixed-up emotions were ringing throughout his entire body whenever the vampire council paid him a visit with the same topic to discuss. It annoyed him. It angered him and due to his temperament rising up, he must get out of the castle.

"Jace, ready the car." Morbius was controlling his anger and quickly dropped a message to Jace through their mind.

'As you wish. But where we're heading, Master?'

"Escort House." He answered and walked out of the castle to unwind his mixed-up emotions.

'Understood, Master.'

The escort house was filled with the smell of booze, and cigars, ladies and men almost wearing nothing but they couldn’t be touched without putting a bullet on their head. But Morbius didn’t come for lust but he came to a liquor and a talk with the boss of the house to discuss business.

"Sir Morbius, I'm glad that you made it tonight." Arlo, the human business owner of the escort house on his land.

"It's business around my property, of course, I have to answer." Morbius coldly answered as he took a seat on the couch.

"Well, thank you but let me call for someone who gave me the idea to change this slavery house to an escort and servant's house." Arlo was ecstatic at the news that he was about to share with him.

"That's a clever change since slaves were getting outdated. go on and call whoever it was." He told the owner and Arlo nodded.

"Excuse me then." he excused himself to fetch the person who gave the idea to him. But when the human was gone, Jace was worried.

"Master, are you sure about this meeting?" Jace asked his master carefully.

"Jace, just keep quiet." Morbius hushed him and poured the wine into his glass.

"Okay, Master." Jace stood behind him and let his master enjoy his night.

Morbius waited patiently while drinking a 1560s wine that he loved when his hands started to get sweaty. He wiped them on his pants but it was not subsiding after a minute or two of rest. He got confused when his cold heart started to give a beat. It made him knit his eyebrow in wonder until it did another beat as if his deceased wife was alive once again.

"Is it here?" Morbius wondered as he stopped drinking his wine when Arlo, the master of the escort house entered the room again but alone.

"Sir Morbius, I would like to apologize. Someone had taken her out of the house without our permission and we can't find her." Arlo quickly apologized and Morbius sternly looked at him. He took one sniff around the air and he knew what happened.

"It's okay, Arlo. Just send me the details. I've got to go, something came up." He excused himself and ended the night at the escort house.

"Understood, Sir Morbius, have a nice night." Arlo politely bowed and let Morbius leave the house.

Jace opened the passenger seat at the back of the car and he was about to ask his master when his eyes glow in deep shade of silver grey eyes. 

"Master, your eyes," Jace commented but Morbius shook his head to drop it.

"Just drive home." He told his driver bodyguard and Jace nodded without saying anything.

He drove their car back home while Morbius's hands were sweating once again. His heartbeat was faintly beating and the more he moved further away, it was losing its beat. It calmed him but the sweat of his hands was not leaving him.

"What's going on with me tonight?" Morbius wondered since it never happened to him before.

“Jace, stop the car.” he suddenly made the car stop and Jace complied.

Morbius got out of the car and let the breeze of cold air brush his skin. He was feeling the air when Jace offered him a cigar but he refused.

“Wait, here. I’ll take a walk.” He told him and without hearing Jace’s response, he was gone.

With mixed-up emotions of confusion and fear filling Morbius’s body. He tried to sense his heartbeat once again as he kept running around the woods where he felt it before. But with every turn, he did, there was nothing. With a heavy sigh, he went back to the car.

“Let’s go,” Morbius told his driver-bodyguard and get inside the car.

On the other hand, there was a lady who kept running away from her new abductors who wanted to rape her. But she was not an ordinary lady, to begin with.

“Natasha, why do you still have to play weakling human when you’re already out of reach of your real captors?” Natasha groaned to her own thoughts as she finally could breathe but not much. She was haunted by lustful drunkards who abducted her from her real captors, Arlo’s gang.

Natasha Grey was not human to begin with. She's a wolf shifter with massive self-control over her wolf since she's been working as a full-fledged surgeon in the human dwellings. Not until she was abducted and now, almost being raped. Good thing, she still had the remaining strength to play around and escape from those drunkards.

"I wonder if that drunkard's balls were still intact with his crouch." Natasha thoughtfully wondered as being a doctor since she kicked it before fleeing from their grips.

Being in her lingerie and barefoot, she did not care about the muddy earthly ground as she kept running aimlessly around the dark woods where they took her. The only she cared about was escaping and running further from her captors. But the lack of wolf exercises really drained her faster than usual.

"Damn, I need my old workout around the woods," Natasha muttered to herself as she rested behind a tree catching her breathing.

"Come out, come out wherever you are, bunny." Natasha's ears were irked by the laughing voices of those men.

"Come out and play with us." she groaned from hearing them and decided to go on her run again.

"THERE SHE IS!" the man noticed and exclaimed as he went after her.

"C'MON BUNNY. I KNOW YOU WILL LOVE IT!" the second man followed and teasingly shouted.

"LET US HAVE A TASTE OF YOU, BUNNY!" the drunken man who has been lusting so much about her really sent Natasha's mood really grim. She really wanted to kill that particular man but decided not to.

"I'M NOT A BUNNY!" Natasha shouted back in anger but kept running further from them.

"OHHOO. THEN WHAT ARE YOU?" the drunken man chuckled taking Natasha's words lightly. 

But what he didn't know something began ticking at the back of Natasha's mind causing her to cloak everything in zero point. There was a sudden silence around the dark woods when they could not hear any response from their prey. But a whisper made the drunken man pee on his pants.

"Nobody but I can howl throughout the night to give a warning of a nightmare coming your way," Natasha whispered tauntingly to the drunken man before slipping away into the shadow of the dark woods.

"What a pity." She muttered to herself as she noticed that they were not able to follow her anymore.

Natasha kept on her tracks and went back on running. But in the middle of her run, something familiar hit her nostrils and made her slow down. She knew the scent that she was smelling around the woods. But the droplets from the night sky alarmed her and went back on running. 

"This is not good...I'm having goosebumps..." Natasha muttered as she aimlessly ran out of the woods when the rain started pouring.

It was getting heavier and Natasha might have liked the rain but being soaked in a strong pour had another effect on her body. Her massive control was sending her to the edge but she had to hold it as much as she could. But she was losing her strength under the strong rain. Not until a stretching sound of a tire on the wet ground echoed followed by a loud crash as her body collided with a fully black tainted luxurious car.

“What a night of escapade…” Natasha muttered weakly to herself when she noticed a black leather shoe standing before her.

“Miss, are you okay?” a man with a raspy voice asked Natasha and carefully touched her. Natasha knew that the man was a vampire but a bad one.

“Do I look like I am? I…I’m tired…” She might be weakening due to the impact and lacking strength but she still managed to be sarcastic as she responded to the vampire.

“Miss? Hey, miss!” the vampire man tried to wake her up but she just lost consciousness.

Upon the contact of their car with Natasha’s body, Jace quickly checked it, and took him some time to deal with it. Morbius noticed and partially opened the window in the backseat to call on Jace.

“What’s going on there, Jace?” Morbius asked his driver-bodyguard coldly.

“Master, we hit someone and we need to take her to the hospital…” quickly went to the car and politely answered.

“No need to take her to the hospital. Just take her to the castle and call our family doctor to treat her.” Morbius was not sure why he uttered those words and it caught Jace off guard for a second but he obeyed what his master commanded him.

“Yes, Master,” Jace responded and Morbius closed the window as he let his driver take the unconscious Natasha inside the front seat of the car carefully before going back on their way to the castle.

Morbius might had no idea what’s gotten to him and took a stranger to be in their custody. But the sweating of his hands was now turning warm and his heartbeat was there ringing again. He looked over the front seat but he could not see who was the lady they took in.

“I will learn it later.” Morbius thought to himself until their car stopped. 

Jace opened the car for Morbius and he immediately went to the grand staircase of the entrance of the castle. When the door opened for him again, he was once again being greeted by his servants.

"Welcome home, Master Morbius." the servants welcomed him as soon as he stepped inside the castle. He did not utter any words as he just went on removing his globs and his coat.

"Call Dr. Ross now." Morbius coldly commanded and one of the servants immediately complied.

"Master, is she from the dark market?" Rizal, Morbius head bulter asked him as he checked the unconscious Natasha that Jace was carrying.

"Based on how skinny she was, she'd been there for two nights or a third if she didn't escape from one slavery house there." Morbius coldly responded before he glanced at her again. His hands started to warm up again and his heartbeat rang again but he ignored it.

"Impressive," Rizal commented in amusement.

"Indeed. Go on and let her rest. Let me know about everything about what you can find about her.” Morbius walked away as soon as he dropped his last instruction for the night.