Untouchable novel Chapter 3

My eyes widened once again as they layed on the very impressive gate that surrounded the castle, and the Vampire and slave boy that was guarding it.

The slave didn’t look any younger than me.-

Master stopped in front of the gate, meeting eyes with the guard.

“New pet?” The guard asked, looking towards me.

Master only nodded.

The guard smirked as the slave began to open the large gate.

“She’s a pretty little one.” He sneered, making my stomach turn.

I swallow the lump in my throat before following Master through the gates.

The slave boy bowed his head as we passed.

“Welcome home, Sir Nicolas.”

Khloe’s POV

I couldn’t keep my eyes from wandering once we entered the castle.

It was so much bigger on the inside, large chandeliers here and there, golden window frames with large red curtains, and a high ceiling.

We passed a huge room with a large table, which I’m guessing would be the dining room.

There were blood suckers in every direction, some with pets, some with slaves, some with both.

I met eyes with a couple of pets as we made our way down the corridor.

They were all dressed so differently. Some had a total set of clothes while some were practically naked.

Master didn’t seem to care at all about the other Vampires glancing his direction, and then at me.

It made me nervous. I kept my head down for the rest of the walk, figuring I could look around later.

Or maybe I’d be dead by then.

After a few turns and a couple sets of spiral stairs later, Master stopped in front of a large door.

This hallway was littered with the same doors, one about every 100 or so feet.

He placed his thumb on the little black box above the door handle before a small click was heard and he opened the door.

I gawked as soon as I stepped foot into the room.

It was huge.

A large bed stood pressed against the wall, its sheets a dark shade of maroon.

On the left was a large window with the same color curtains, following a set of fancy, light grey couches surrounding a glass coffee table.

To the right was a large desk, with tons of organized files and papers, and next to that was a very large bookshelf.

There were two other doors, smaller than the first one. One, Im guessing, would be the bathroom, and the other one… Maybe a closet?

I turned my head to the left again and paused as I saw the thing sitting in the corner.

A cage. It didn’t look that much bigger than the one Ive lived in for the past five years. I swallowed the sudden lump in my throat as I spotted the whip, muzzle , and a couple other things that were usually used on pets sitting on top of it.

I jumped out of my thoughts as I felt his fingers graze against my neck.

My head turned to see him kneeling in front of me so that he was closer to my height.

I just watch in a nervous confusion as he slipped the collar from around my neck.

My muscles tensed as his fingers began to trace where my old collar used to be, a slight pain radiating from it.

“We’ll have to fix this.” His husky voice said , still looking at my neck.

I just continued to stare, not knowing what else to do, or what I should do.

Fix what? The mark on my neck, or the fact that it hasn’t had a set of fangs buried into it before?

The later one seemed more logical.

He removed his hand from my neck and stood up, making his way over to the desk.

I just stood there, unsure of what to do.

“Dinner is in 30 minutes so go ahead and take a shower,” He said, setting my collar and leash on the desk, “Ill have some clothes ready for you by the time you get out, just set the ones you have on now on the sink.”

My eyes went wide.

I didn’t think Masters let their pets shower, at least, a lot of the pets here didn’t look like they have.

“You remember how to work a shower right?” He asked, turning his head towards me.

I only nodded.

It had been a while, but I was sure that I could figure it out.

I cautiously made my way towards the bathroom.

Master opened the door, gesturing me in.

“Theres a box in there full of things you can use.Come on out when you’re done.”

My eyes furrowed.

He was oddly nicer then he was earlier.

Maybe not nicer, but just… Calmer.

This whole thing made me skeptical.

I opted myself to speak, figuring that he would want me too.

“I will. Thank you Master.” My quiet voice said.

His eyes furrowed this time, causing my nerves to skyrocket.

Did I do something wrong? Did he not want me to speak? I thought that earlier he said that I could!