BLOODLUST

"Catherine!" an angry voice echoed in the room, startling Catherine and Ashley.

They turned to see Cole standing at the door shirtless, in a rage. He looked deadly like he was not himself but instead a monster.

"How dare you reveal such details to this blood bag," he said with disdain.

Ashley felt hurt at his words, he never called her a blood bag not even once. She just looked down in fear and sorrow.

"I'm sorry M-master" Catherine stammered with her head low.

"Prepare to dispose her off," he said coldly.

Ashley was confused, what did he mean by disposing of?

"B-but m-m…" Catherine tried to beg but stopped once she saw the dangerous look on his face.

Ashley helplessly looked at Catherine to comprehend what was happening. From the countenance she received, she knew she was going to be killed.

Catherine left the room at once, leaving Cole and Ashley. Ashley stood by the bedpost bowing her head in anxiety.

"Who are you?" Cole asked in anger.

Ashley was confused and surprised, what did he mean?

"A-a-ashley West" she stuttered.

"Stop lying!" he snapped.

His sudden reply made her affright.

Her heartbeat increased with every second as he slowly stepped toward her. He looked scary and dangerous, that was not the usual cole she knew, he was a monster.

Ashley took a step back with every step he took toward her.

"C-cole, believe me, I'm not lying to you."

"Have you come to take her place?" he asked with a menacing tone. "Did Catherine or Austin pay you to do so?"

His question was weird and she didn't comprehend, she just nodded NO sheepishly hoping he would stop stepping towards her defenseless self.

Her back eventually hit the cold wall, hindering her from going any backward.

He walked up to the quivering figure, her eyes were filled with nothing but trepidation, her breathing increased and he could hear it loudly.

He had been away from any form of blood for the past three days and was trying to control the craving for a long time since yesterday was Ayla's memorial. He wanted to avoid blood for at least a week to honor her death but his sudden anger blew him off balance, he could no longer control his urge.

He choked her by gripping her neck with his palm and raising her in the air, so high that her legs were drooping freely above the floor. She was struggling for breath by continually trying to peel off his hands from her weak neck.

"C-cole p--lease" she struggled to say in a croaky voice.

His ears were totally shut to pleas and begging that poured out of the helpless girl. He suddenly let go of her neck making her fall violently to the floor. She immediately held her throat to catch her breath.

When he got back to his senses, he was trying to fight this hunger off by holding his head in his hand and dragging his hair violently like a lunatic. The defenseless girl ran to the door to flee but it was sealed. She felt helpless and most of all dead.

Turning to see her attacker slamming his head on the hard wall like a lunatic, her fight or flight response turned into compassion. She couldn't keep watching him hurt himself, after all, he was her master, not just her master but also a close friend.

"Cole stop it!" she said in a loud tone from a safe distance.

His angry groans increased as the force he uses to bang his head accelerates. She couldn't just watch him keep doing that, she walked up to him and embraced him tightly from the back in a compassionate way as tears gracefully ran down her cheek.

"Please stop hurting yourself, if not for your health, do it for Ayla." She said almost in a whisper.

After her comment, she felt his nerves calm gradually as he stopped his brutal act. He slumped to the ground sitting with his back against the wall.

As the ruckus in the room came to a halt and everywhere became dead silent, so silent that only their panting could be heard. She stood in between him and the wall to stop his intention to continue his self-hurting act.

"Cole please, calm down" she whispered under her breath while wrapping him in her hands.

She could see the immense pain he was going through just by the way squeezed his eyes shut. The way he held his head made her feel the intensity of the pain that ran through his nerves.

Catherine's words came back to her, "Master had a disease from birth, IT PUT HIM IN SERIOUS PAIN AND ALMOST KILLED HIM COUNTLESS TIMES. His parents went from doctors to doctors still they couldn't tell us the reason for his sickness. They eventually went to a witch doctor and he specified a method for it; Master had to take the blood of young women every two days, IF HE DIDN'T, HE WOULD FALL UNDER THE CONTROL OF HIS BLOODLUST AND DIE!!!"

She couldn't let him suffer such pains not especially when she was brought here to relieve it. It was evident he was controlling himself but it also harmed him deeply. She couldn't let him suffer as she was unmistakably his BLOOD BAG and nothing could change it. Even if she wasn't his blood bag she would easily let him have her blood just to save his life.

She smiled faintly at the thought that she could soothe his pain.

"Cole" she whispered. "Don't worry about the pain, I'm here to ease you off it"

She said knowing she could be lifeless when a couple ounces of blood would be taken from her. She knew that there was something he liked about her blood type, so it wouldn't be a problem getting him to take it. From the start, she had always known she would die at some point, so she was prepared for it.

She squatted to match her eye level with his. She could see his pain on a much more intense level, so intense that she felt it like it was hers. She wiped his forehead which was soaking with cold sweats.

"S-stay away!" he managed to say. "I-I don't want to h-hurt you" he added.

Ashley knew this, she placed her trembling palm on his cold cheek and then gave a faint smile. She knew she loved him even when he couldn't love her back. She didn't want to live her days with the guilt of not expressing her feeling to him.

"Cole, I don't know about any rules or standards but, I love you more than you think" she finally said then gave his shaking body a tight squeeze making sure to let his head lay close to her nape.

"Stay away!" he said as he didn't want to hurt her.

Just by being close to her neck, his thirst for blood increased but he bit it down by squeezing his eyes shut.

Ashley had a very similar trait to his love, Ayla and he didn't want to make the same mistake he made.

She was ready to give her all just to save and relieve him. She bit her lower lips very tightly till she could feel the ironic taste of blood on her tongue. She was going to recreate her first night with him.

To his surprise, she kissed him letting her wounded lips go into his mouth. At first, he wanted to gently push her off him but his body just didn't want to. Moreover, the ironic taste of her blood melted into his mouth and sank onto his tongue. He knew he could no longer restrain himself from declining, he had reached the point of no return.

She could feel his lips responding to her action as he kissed her back. His lips skillfully interchanged with hers. Though it was her first willing kiss, she flowed with it pretty fast. She let her fingers roam in his hair forgetting that it was just a way of invoking the beast to suck the life out of her.

Things got intense between them, at least to her it felt passionate. His arms wrapped around her back as he stood to his feet. He raised her from her squatting position and then wrapped her legs around his waist. He let his hands move freely around her back, from her neck to her back and her waist.

Placing her slowly on the bed, he detached his lips from hers. He trapped her between his palm which was planted on the bed. Only their breaths could be heard in the silent room as Ashley lay anticipating his next move.

He sniffed her hair then let his nose wander to her cheeks. The light touches his skin gave to her made her sigh loudly in satisfaction. His nose finally ran down to her nape where her veins lay freely for him to sink his teeth at any time. He lightly kissed her nape with his cold lips which made waves of pleasure run through her whole body. Her hands soon found their way to his neck. She hugged his neck tightly making his body lower on hers. His body laid directly on hers pleasuring her with the warmth it provided.

His warm tongue grazed her neck making her sigh increase to a voiced moan. She felt his teeth on her neck. It seemed to be sharper from what she felt.

She squeezed her eyes shut at the thought that death was just a few minutes from her. She was happy that she could die a satisfied one, especially with the waves of pleasure running through her body.

"I'm sorry" Cole whispered before planting teeth in her neck.

Ashley gave a moan in both pain and pleasure, mostly pain as her grip on his neck tightened. Her hands went to his hair and she clutched it tightly. The pain was much more than she envisioned. She felt her blood being drawn out of her body making her clench her teeth as her toes curled. She would have wriggled uncontrollably but his body on hers limited her movement greatly, so she just clutched on anything her hands could reach, his hair, his neck, the bed sheets, anything at all.

Her tiny moans increased to high-pitched screams as the pain increased. Her screams were so bloodcurdling that the workers in the hallway knew what was happening.

She could feel her strength leaving with every rush of blood exiting her body. She no longer had the power to scream or struggle, all she did was lay in pain waiting for her death. Her breathing became unusually louder and her eyes were all heavy and droopy.

She could feel the quantity exiting her slowly reduce before he finally stopped, leaving her just seconds into unconsciousness. She had no strength to do anything but just look at the ceiling.

Cole pulled off from the weak frame laying on the bed. His senses finally came back as he saw her hazel eyes staring at him weakly, he had realized what he had done. This was what he tried to avoid from the start.

She stared at his blood-stained lips and the way he gazed at her in panic and guilt. She was glad that he appeared okay.

"Ashley," he panicked. "Try not to shut your eyes stay with me" he kept reciting in panic.

She was overjoyed just by seeing the way he cared about her and she managed to give a pale soft smile. That smile showed that she was content with where she was, needed nothing else, and would be satisfied if she lived or died.

He hurriedly picked her wrist to check her pulse to his horror, it was weak and slow as her face was already pale in an ill way. She needed blood, a blood transfusion. But her blood was the rarest in the entire world, that was one of the reasons he didn't want to take it in the first place.

It was just so flavorful that he could no longer control himself whenever he started.

"Don't worry, you'll be alright, I assure you of that" he said.

His eyes went to the bite mark which had no blood oozing from it. It showed just how much she was drained. She could not move, she could only blink her eyes slowly.

A similar incident had happened with Ayla, she also had Ashley's blood type and tried to sacrifice herself for him. He remembered it very vividly.

**FLASHBACK**

Ayla slowly walked over to Cole who secretly bore the pain he felt. There was no female maid to give him just what he needed. The next day was going to be their engagement and he had decided to starve himself of blood for two days before and after their engagement, a thing he did during special days. Ayla couldn't bear to bear to see him in such a condition.

She pierced her wrist with a knife and placed it over his mouth letting a few drops of blood on his lustful tongue. The few drops made his bloodlust get out of control as he could no longer control himself. He pinned her to the wall and sank his teeth into her neck.

He could vividly remember her bloodcurdling scream, it still hunted him to this day.