Collared again, Arabella returned to the filthy rag that served her as a bed back in the training room.
She kept her head down as some of the girls were there, either cleaning a part of the room or… Training in order to offer better service.
The sight of them in those less than graceful positions or with the tools inserted in them did not leave the young woman indifferent.
So, despite the smiles they gave her, she only returned very curt ones before averting her gaze.
Their voices as they conversed among each other or moaned went straight to the back of her mind, as the many questions that hung without any answers within her threatened to burst out.
First, on how to get Silas back… Perhaps their best bet was to revive his senses. To remind him of his true nature as a vampire. Perhaps the simple act of having him consume her blood would suffice.
