nor the Elder’s seemed to care at all that the drug had been growing in popularity, even if it did make vampires volatile. This meant that while it was plausible that a vampire using blood candy may have accidently killed students, it didn’t explain why their bodies were missing. It was because of all the missing students that Ari hoped to avoid telling Lea why they were going to the campus club tonight. She wasn’t eager to advertise to Lea, that Ryder and Patrick were so excited at the prospect of so much fresh blood coming onto the campus.
“Ok, so what do you think?” asked Riley, indicating her outfit as she stepped out from behind the wardrobe door, where she’d been getting changed.
Ari had to supress a frown. Either Clyde was being particularly over protective or he was just being plain mean. The dress Riley donned looked as if it ought to have been worn by a woman in her fifties, not twenties. The silk clung to Riley’s hips and stomach, which in her present ill state, gave her an unflattering potbellied appearance.
“You look lovely,” Lea said finally.
Riley turned to look at Sandra, clearly waiting for her opinion, but a sudden loud knocking at the door stole all the girl’s attention and Sandra raced over to answer it. When Sandra swung the door open, Chris was standing there.
“Well, are you going to invite me in?” he said. “Oh no wait, I don’t need to be invited in, that’s a vampire thing!”
Ari laughed. Since the battle with the blood hunter, the tension between the coven and Chris had entirely vanished, though that had not come without costs. During the battle, Chris had been killed, and his brief stint on ‘the other side’, had made him think that he had heard someone or something warn him about shadows. Though Chris had confided this to Ari following their battle, he had not spoken of it since, and Ari had not brought it up again. When Chris had told her this, Ari had been afraid that Chris’s death had leached his spirit away. She knew all too well the effect of wraith magic on people who had been dead for too long. Larissa had been no more than a shell of her former self after she had been brought back from dead.
“So, where are we going? I definitely feel a few drinks are in order before our first clinical rotation, hey Ari? You did hear what they said about Dr Fellow, didn’t you? In fact, if half the rumours are true, then it might be worthwhile to bring a hip flask to the clinic tomorrow,” said Chris, moving to sit down on the bed.
“Drinking while practising veterinary medicine,” mused Sandra, “I don’t know if that’s a good combination. But, then again, it couldn’t make you any worse a vet.”
“Vet student,” Chris corrected her, “the leeway is far greater.” He stopped then, having just noticed Riley. “Dear god! What are you wearing?”
Riley’s previously smiling face dropped into a frown.
“Riley honey,” said Sandra, “don’t you listen to this dog. His idea of style is a fur coat.”
Ari didn’t miss the double meaning behind Sandra’s joke and broke into laughter again. Chris was part wraith, on account of his father being a wraith and his mother being human. Mostly wraiths had dominion over the dead, but a few had also been involved in the waere persecutions, and thus were able to shift into animals. Chris’s ancestors were among those involved. Consequently Chris could change into a dog, in particular a husky.
“Oh, sticks and stones,” said Chris, wiggling his finger playfully at Sandra. “You still haven’t told me where we are going?”
“That’s probably because you aren’t going with us,” said Sandra, moving over to Riley and helping to adjust the hideous dress. “Alright, alright, alright,” Sandra added, when Chris coughed loudly, “we’re going to the campus club. If you hurry and get dressed, I suppose you can join
“Ok, so what do you think?” asked Riley, indicating her outfit as she stepped out from behind the wardrobe door, where she’d been getting changed.
Ari had to supress a frown. Either Clyde was being particularly over protective or he was just being plain mean. The dress Riley donned looked as if it ought to have been worn by a woman in her fifties, not twenties. The silk clung to Riley’s hips and stomach, which in her present ill state, gave her an unflattering potbellied appearance.
“You look lovely,” Lea said finally.
Riley turned to look at Sandra, clearly waiting for her opinion, but a sudden loud knocking at the door stole all the girl’s attention and Sandra raced over to answer it. When Sandra swung the door open, Chris was standing there.
“Well, are you going to invite me in?” he said. “Oh no wait, I don’t need to be invited in, that’s a vampire thing!”
Ari laughed. Since the battle with the blood hunter, the tension between the coven and Chris had entirely vanished, though that had not come without costs. During the battle, Chris had been killed, and his brief stint on ‘the other side’, had made him think that he had heard someone or something warn him about shadows. Though Chris had confided this to Ari following their battle, he had not spoken of it since, and Ari had not brought it up again. When Chris had told her this, Ari had been afraid that Chris’s death had leached his spirit away. She knew all too well the effect of wraith magic on people who had been dead for too long. Larissa had been no more than a shell of her former self after she had been brought back from dead.
“So, where are we going? I definitely feel a few drinks are in order before our first clinical rotation, hey Ari? You did hear what they said about Dr Fellow, didn’t you? In fact, if half the rumours are true, then it might be worthwhile to bring a hip flask to the clinic tomorrow,” said Chris, moving to sit down on the bed.
“Drinking while practising veterinary medicine,” mused Sandra, “I don’t know if that’s a good combination. But, then again, it couldn’t make you any worse a vet.”
“Vet student,” Chris corrected her, “the leeway is far greater.” He stopped then, having just noticed Riley. “Dear god! What are you wearing?”
Riley’s previously smiling face dropped into a frown.
“Riley honey,” said Sandra, “don’t you listen to this dog. His idea of style is a fur coat.”
Ari didn’t miss the double meaning behind Sandra’s joke and broke into laughter again. Chris was part wraith, on account of his father being a wraith and his mother being human. Mostly wraiths had dominion over the dead, but a few had also been involved in the waere persecutions, and thus were able to shift into animals. Chris’s ancestors were among those involved. Consequently Chris could change into a dog, in particular a husky.
“Oh, sticks and stones,” said Chris, wiggling his finger playfully at Sandra. “You still haven’t told me where we are going?”
“That’s probably because you aren’t going with us,” said Sandra, moving over to Riley and helping to adjust the hideous dress. “Alright, alright, alright,” Sandra added, when Chris coughed loudly, “we’re going to the campus club. If you hurry and get dressed, I suppose you can join
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