vampire bat

Winnie woke up from the pain in his neck. He opened his eyes and found himself lying on a soft bed, but when he looked up, he saw the birdcage-like top.

He was put into a huge birdcage, but inside the birdcage was lined with bedding and other things, which looked like a bedroom without walls.

"Are you awake?" There was another person in the cage. He walked to the bed and looked down at Winnie.

"Who are you? Where am I...?" Winnie looked at the man in front of him. He was very beautiful. Although he resembled Eland, he was far more beautiful than Eland. A silk robe made him look like a noble peacock.

The man trimmed his long golden hair with long royal blue nails. He sat on the edge of the bed and lowered his eyes to look at Winnie. His long eyelashes were as beautiful as two feathers: "I am Josephine, the master of this palace." .”

Winnie's head short-circuited for a moment, and then the name Josephine exploded from his head coaxingly.

"His Royal Highness..." Winnie's face was pale.

"You let my prisoner go, and you messed up my prom." Josephine's fingernails brushed against Winnie's lips, and he pinched Winnie's face, frowning, "With your face Do all the people in the world have trouble with me?"

One sentence made Winnie completely desperate. Didn't the woman who killed Josephine's sister have the same face as her?

"Your Highness, can you let me meet my master before I die?" Winnie asked.

"Did I say I was going to kill you?" Josephine asked.

Winnie shut his mouth obediently, lying on the bed and doing nothing.There were fruits on the bedside table, which he could reach as soon as he reached out. It seemed that Prince Josephine didn't intend to kill him so soon.

"Sebastian." Josephine walked out of the cage, and the butler appeared in time, "Take care of him, this is my new pet."

Winnie looked at Sebastian, there was no other vampire in the room except him.

Winnie boldly reached out for a grape, crushed it and swallowed it, but his throat hurt so bad that he almost cried.

"Need pain meds?" Sebastian asked, his voice so soft that Vinny mistook it for Bourne.

"No, thank you." Winnie swallowed another grape with pain, tears in his eyes, but he knew he had to eat.

"His Royal Highness is your new master, you must serve him well." Sebastian's voice came.

"I know, I will." Winnie felt very sad, he really wanted to go home, even though Miss Catherine didn't like him, but after all, it was the place where he lived for more than 50 years, and Bourne was the best for him.

Sebastian showed a satisfied expression.

Winnie touched his neck, there was a circle of gauze around it, he must have been bitten badly.

Not long after, someone came in.They opened the cage and came over, made Winnie sit up, and took the gauze off his neck.

Winnie saw that the removed gauze was covered with blood, and the potion fell on his neck in a daze. The pain hit him who was defenseless, and Winnie screamed out.

They wiped him with medicine, changed the gauze and left.

Vinny collapsed on the bed tiredly and fell into a deep sleep.When he woke up, he was still here, but Sebastian was gone.

The cage was opened and Josephine walked in to check on his new pet.

"Master." Winnie remembered Sebastian's words, and obediently called Master.

"Are you making good progress? You've learned to call me master." Josephine sat on the edge of the bed, and he bent down to check the wound on Winnie's neck.

Winnie lay motionless on the bed, like a doll at the mercy of others.

Josephine pinched Winnie's face, thinking that it would be great if it was that woman lying here, so that he could avenge his sister.

Involuntarily, the strength in Josephine's hands increased, and her nails made marks on Winnie's face.

"It hurts..." Winnie protested softly.

Josephine let go, but he didn't stop. Instead, he put his index finger into Winnie's mouth and pressed it on the warm and soft tongue.

His fingernails scratched the bitten wound on his tongue, and Winnie could only bear the pain and suck Josephine's constantly stirring fingers. He closed his eyes and silently imagined Josephine as Erlande.

Erlande is very similar to him. At that time, he also liked to bully Winnie on the bed. Yes, just imagine him as Erlande.

"What are you thinking?" Josephine pulled out her hand and asked, "I can hear the voice in your heart, do you think I am Eland?"

Winnie's face was pale, he didn't expect Josephine to have mind reading skills.

"Oh, by the way, Erlande is missing."

Josephine's words reminded Vinny of what happened in the corridor that day, and he hurriedly begged, "It was Lacey who captured him! Master, master, please save him!"

Josephine didn't seem to care about the issue, and he got up to leave.

"He's your sister's son, master, you can't leave him alone!" Winnie hurriedly grabbed his clothes.

Josephine walked in a hurry, and Winnie pulled with great strength, and the fragile silk fabric made a clear and crisp sound.

The room fell silent. Josephine slowly turned her head to look at the pale Winnie. He suppressed his anger and said to Winnie, "You really have no rules. Could it be that's how your previous master taught you?" Is this yours?"

Winnie let go, the clothes slipped, and he tore a hole in Josephine's robe.

"Sebastian! I'll leave it to you." Josephine left without looking back, not even having time to lock the birdcage.

Sebastian walked in and looked at the decadent Winnie. He stroked Winnie's hair and said, "Your previous master treated you very well. You shouldn't have been punished."

Vinny recalled that when he was in Castle Wilson, although the master would be angry, he really never punished himself.

"Which hand pulled it?" Sebastian asked.

"Both pulled," Vinny said, and he heard Sebastian sigh.

Sebastian took Vinny away, and they went to the dark basement, where the structure was the same as the ground but very dark.

Vinnie followed the butler into a room where people were waiting for him, wearing black masks and black cloaks.

They pinned Winnie to the chair and locked his arms firmly.

Sebastian has been standing by, his face full of sympathy.Winnie looked to the side. The walls and tables were full of instruments of torture. A man in black picked out a slender blade from the knives, which was very small and thin.

Winnie watched him coming, wondering what he was going to do with such a small knife, until he grabbed Winnie's hand and pointed the point at Winnie's nails.

The knife was inserted between the nail and the flesh, and blood burst out from the fingertip in an instant, and the man in black unhurriedly pulled out the raised nail with pliers.

"Don't! Don't! I was wrong!" Winnie's arms were firmly locked, and he watched as the blade approached the other nail.

Vinny was in excruciating pain in his chair, his screams echoing down the corridor.When the nails on one hand were pulled out, he saw five bloody nails on the tray.

"I know I'm wrong, don't, don't!" His other hand was caught, and the terrible punishment was to be repeated again.

"Move faster," Sebastian said to the executioner.

When it was all over, they let Vinny go.Winnie looked at his bloody hands, there were no nails on them, and he even felt that they were no longer hands.

Sebastian picked him up and took Winnie back to the cage.

On the way, he heard Winnie calling someone's name, murmuring incessantly.

"Think I'm Bourne?" Sebastian looked at the man with his eyes closed tightly in his arms. The boy's face was pale and he stayed motionless in his arms, like an obedient little rabbit.

"Will my nails grow back?" Winnie asked, looking at his bandaged hands.

"It's hard." Sebastian answered him standing outside the cage.

Winnie lay back on the bed, and he didn't brace himself until he was hungry and crawled over to the table.He couldn't move his hands at all, so Vinny had to crane his neck to reach them.

"Shall I help you?" Sebastian walked in, picked up a grape, and held it to Winnie's mouth.

Vinny looked at him and opened his mouth.

When I swallowed the grapes, my throat seemed to hurt more than before, my hands hurt like hell, and my whole body seemed to be hurting.

He burst into tears, wanting to go home, to see Bourne, to get out of this horrible place.

"Can I still go home?"

Sebastian didn't speak.Vinny looked at him and knew he couldn't go back.

"Have a good rest."

Winnie watched Sebastian leave, and he seemed to be no longer worried that Winnie would escape by keeping him alone.

Winnie couldn't remember when he fell asleep, and his fingertips still ached in his sleep.

The lock of the cage made a crisp sound, and someone opened it.

Winnie opened his eyes and saw a strange man standing in a cage, his green eyes seemed familiar.

"who are you?"