In For Their Sins Nisha Patel is Alexandria’s best female friend and the first to teach her the inner workings of house politic’s. Even though the book briefly touches on her past I thought it would interesting to explore her entire history. This short story in its entirety will be published in HallowErotica 2017 on 10/31/2017 and if it is allowed, re-released in my compilation novel with the other characters’ stories. The kindle version of For Theirs Sins is Free Today 8/18 and 8/19 on Amazon.
One night Emily called Savas into her parlor and I was told to wait outside. He returned a few minutes later and his eyes sparkled. He told me to pack a change of clothes and meet him at the stables with my weapons. We were going on a real hunt. I wasn’t sure exactly what he meant but I knew the murderers and rapists we’d been feeding on weren’t a challenge for Savas.
Savas and I rode out of Whitmore that very night and did not stop until the moon was high. A cave lay just up ahead and I could smell the stench of death on the wind. I wanted to gag but Savas silenced me. The horses were skittish so we climbed off and left them behind. He sent me a mental message to open my senses. As soon as I did I was inundated by the foulest, blackest thoughts I ever experienced. I had to shut it out before I was overwhelmed. “Mordere,” Savas whispered so quietly I almost missed it. He held up six fingers and pointed to the cave. Savas knew all that without ever seeing them. He pulled me further away to plan.
Savas did not think six Mordere a threat against the two of us. The cave was open and there would be no where for them to hide or ambush us from. We would move in quickly killing as we went leaving the last two to feed us. It sounded simple enough yet I was shaking. Savas was grinning from ear to ear. He lived for this. Drawing his sword he advanced once more and I followed.
We moved in from opposite sides. The first Mordere did not see me coming. I rushed in with my sword and swung at its neck. Blood sprayed covering my face and chest. My sword was caught on bone and the Mordere’s head hung from muscle and sinew. It was still alive and grabbing for me now. I pulled the dagger from my belt and plunged it into its heart. The creature screamed in rage. I grabbed the head and ripped it from the body as it crumpled to the ground.
Another Mordere saw the carnage and ran at me now as I struggled to yank my sword free. I put a foot on the corpse bracing myself as I pulled. The sword flew free and I stumbled backwards. I ducked low as the Mordere reached for me and sliced its legs. It fell over the top of me covering my back in blood. As soon as I gained my feet I stabbed it through the heart. I would deal with the head later.
Savas had the last two Mordere huddled in the back of the cave like scared rabbits. He looked as pristine as when we left the house even though there were four dead Mordere along his path. I gave him a sour look. Either he didn’t want to frighten me or he didn’t want to share the fun. More likely it was the latter.
I grabbed a Mordere and sunk my teeth in. The blood flowed rich and sweeter than anything I’d ever tasted. Only a soulless creature could commit atrocities so dark to flavor the blood so. I savored every last drop drinking more than I knew I was capable of. When I finished I was lightheaded and giddy. Savas had to take the heads of the Morderes then place them outside for the sun to burn. I was still laughing when he returned.
“Could you make any more of a mess Nisha?” He sighed. I looked to my clothes and hands that were covered in blood. “Good thing I told you to bring a change of clothes.” He tossed my pack to me. I needed to change and wash up. Somehow I doubted in my current state I could do that on my own. Images of Savas washing my back flashed through my mind and suddenly a year of celibacy was too long.
I pulled off my blood soaked shirt and threw it on the ground before I slunk out of my boot and pants. Savas hadn’t been paying attention. He was cleaning his sword and mine. When he looked up and saw me completely naked he stopped moving. He took in my entire my body then got up. I thought he would react as the other males did but Savas was not like other males. “There’s a stream to the north go wash up and put your damn clothes on.” He pushed me out of the cave. When I just stood there he smacked my ass, and not in a playful way. This was an actual smack that was meant to hurt.
I came back a short while later clean and dressed. Savas had a small fire going and was stretched out on a blanket. It was obvious we were spending the day there. I sat down on the blanket opposite the fire all my giddiness gone. “So what you prefer males?” I asked my ego bruised.
“Not that it’s your business, but no. I’m just not interested in you.” He put his hands under his head and closed his eyes.
I lay down as well staring at the fire. “So you have a lover? Emily did not mention it when she spoke of house politics.”
“I’m outside house politics because I pledged myself to Emily.” He sighed.
I smiled realizing what was going on. “Your Emily’s warrior and her lover then.” He sat up looking at me. “It’s really not that hard to figure out.” I admitted.”
“Yet no one else in the house knows.” Savas told me.
“Your secret is safe.” I assured him. “But if you weren’t Emily’s lover would you…”
“No,” he was getting annoyed. “Some females are trouble; you Nisha are one of those females.”
“But some trouble is worth it.” I smiled.
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