4 Day 2 (Morning)

After Yoanna had reluctantly left Sinn and the mansion for the day, Ella settled herself down in a chair next to the bed so she could keep a close eye on Sinn. Picking up a book she tried to let the story take her away but she was more worried about her husband than she cared to dwell upon and after turning a couple of pages she let it rest upon her lap when she realised she couldn't even remember a word of it even though it was a book she usually loved to lose herself in no matter how often she read it.

She hated that Marcus was locked up in one of the super strong Vampire and Werewolf proof cells in the deepest part of their home almost as much as she hated that they even had them there in the first place.

There was nothing she could do to help him though other than take care of Sinn and hope that if… when, she recovered Sinn would help free him or that Yoanna would soften upon the harshness of the punishment and would release him. Forgiving was something Vampires had a hard time doing though so her best bet was Sinn and she could be as stubborn as any Vampire that Ella had ever met sometimes.

Ella wondered what it was about the Hunter that had attracted Yoanna's attention. Yes, she was undeniably beautiful with her dark hair and smouldering green eyes being only the tip of the iceberg of her looks. Ella had seen those stunning looks of Sinn's distract many a Vampire or Werewolf into not even seeing whatever weapon she was aiming their way. Not that she ever used her beauty as a weapon deliberately, in fact, Ella was convinced that Sinn just didn't see herself that way.

Yoanna definitely had her sights set on her though and Vampires, at least the ones Ella knew, always seemed to be especially stubborn which made them difficult to dissuade from what they had their minds set on. Ella knew that from experience as Marcus had been hell-bent on winning her over even though Ella had thought of them as mortal enemies until his persistence and charm had finally won her over. And Yoanna was apparently even more stubborn if even her husband's fear of her was any indication. And he wasn't one to fear anything easily.

From what Ella had been able to find out from Marcus, Yoanna was the Vampire's equivalent of the bogeyman. Be a good little Vampire or the Queen will come and get you and wipe out all your ancestors was the basic gist of it.

That was something she had once thought a myth; that the death of a Vampire would result in the end of any Vampires they had created. But she had seen it for herself that newly created Vampires could die if their Master's died or came too close to death. They just weren't strong enough to survive on their own.

Marcus and many of the others in Bitten were so strong that even if their direct creators died it wouldn't affect them, but… Why, she thought, did there always have to be a 'but'? Yoanna was thought to be one of, if not the, original Vampire. The one that had created them all. If anything happened to her it was believed that they could all be wiped out as she was just too vital for their existence for them to survive without her.

Which, given who Yoanna was interested in, suddenly made Ella terrified and had her burying her head in her hands as she looked down at Sinn. "Oh shit, why did she pick you, Sinn?" It was a hell of a risk given Sinn's usual response to facing any Vampire was to draw a weapon and attack first. But a Vampire, a female Vampire at that, that wanted her quite obviously in a sexual way?

It wasn't like they had ever had the chance to have girl talks for her to know what Sinn thought of any gender when it came to relationships, casual or otherwise. There was just very little time for that when she was usually trying to persuade Sinn not to kill someone or they were running from or usually towards the kind of danger that would scare most people to death.

Ella could see nothing but disaster looming ahead and the lives of everyone she knew and loved were on the line. "There is a lot riding on you, Sinn. For the love of god I hope you wake up in a reasonable mood for once… and well, liking girls would be good too," she whispered quietly as she gazed down at her friend.

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