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Desiree lets out a low, amused chuckle. "No, Alexander. I don't agree to that at all. I have a much better surprise for our Victor." She turns and walks back toward the stairwell, gesturing for Bryce to follow. "Come along, Victor. Your initiation is waiting." Bryce hesitates, glancing at Morgan and Alexander. Morgan gives him a subtle, almost pitying smile. Alexander just shrugs. "You made your choice, Bryce." Desiree leads him back down the stairs, past the bedroom he had seen earlier, and to a door at the end of the hall he hadn't noticed before. She pushes it open and steps aside. Inside the room, the lights are dim. A large four-poster bed dominates the space. And on the bed, lying completely naked, is Stephanie. Her eyes are closed, her body still, but her chest rises and falls with slow, steady breaths. "Your friend was kind enough to surrender her place for you," Desiree purrs, stepping close behind Bryce, her breath hot against his ear. "So I thought it only fitting that she surrender her blood for you as well." Stephanie's eyes flutter open. They are no longer their natural color. They are red. Glowing crimson red, just like Desiree's. She sits up slowly, and Bryce can see two small puncture wounds on her breast, still glistening with fresh blood. "Desiree turned me," Stephanie says, her voice softer, more seductive than before. "And now it's your turn, Bryce." Desiree's fangs lengthen as she smiles. " We will both feed from you tonight. And when you wake, you will be one of us." She steps around him and joins Stephanie on the bed, the two vampires now side by side, their red eyes fixed on Bryce, their fangs gleaming in the dim light. "Come," they say in unison, their voices a hypnotic whisper. "Join us."

Bryce steps forward, his heart pounding in his chest. He looks from Stephanie's glowing red eyes to Desiree's satisfied smirk. "Y..you turned her, so she a member to now," Bryce says, his voice wavering slightly. "That's right, Victor," Desiree purrs, stroking Stephanie's hair. "She passed the final test by surrendering to me. Now she's one of us, and she'll be your first taste of eternal night." Stephanie extends her hand to Bryce, her fangs glistening. "Don't be afraid, Bryce. It doesn't hurt... much. And the pleasure is beyond anything you've ever felt." Bryce takes a shaky step forward, then another. He stops at the foot of the bed, looking at the two beautiful vampires waiting for him. "Both of you?" he asks. Desiree laughs, a melodic sound. "Both of us, sweet boy. Together we'll bring you across. You'll be bound to both of us for eternity." Stephanie crawls to the edge of the bed and takes Bryce's hand, pulling him closer. "I'll go first," she whispers, her fangs grazing his neck. "Remember me as your friend? Now I'll be your sister and lover in darkness." She bites down, and Bryce gasps as a wave of pleasure mixed with pain washes through him. His knees buckle, but Stephanie holds him up, drinking deeply. After a long moment, she pulls back, her lips red with his blood. Desiree moves behind him, her hands on his shoulders. "My turn, darling." She sinks her fangs into the other side of his neck, and Bryce feels the world spinning. His vision blurs, the edges going dark. The last thing he sees is Stephanie's concerned face before everything goes black. When Bryce awakens, he's lying on the bed, naked, with Stephanie curled against his side. The room is dim, lit only by candles. He feels different—stronger, more alive, his senses sharper. "Welcome," Stephanie whispers, kissing his cheek. "Welcome to the coven, brother." Desiree enters the room, carrying a goblet of dark red liquid. "Drink this," she says, handing it to him. "It will help you adjust faster" Bryce takes the goblet, smelling the copper tang of blood. He drinks, and the liquid burns down his throat like fine wine. When he finishes, his eyes open, glowing red. "Now that you are one of us," Desiree says, smiling. Bryce looks at his hands, then at Stephanie, then at Desiree. A slow smile spreads across his face. "I wanted this," he says. "I really, truly wanted this." Desiree laughs. "We know, . We could smell it on you from the moment you walked in.

Before Desiree can say more, Stephanie moves with fluid grace, sliding off the bed and positioning herself over Bryce's lap. Her blonde hair cascades forward, framing her face and glasses as she looks down at him with glowing red eyes. "Let me welcome you properly, brother," she whispers, reaching down to guide his erection into her wet cunt. Bryce gasps as she sinks down onto him, her warmth enveloping him. Stephanie begins to ride him slowly, her hips rocking back and forth, her glasses slightly askew from the motion. Desiree watches from the bedside, a satisfied smile on her lips. "That's it, Stephanie. Show him what pleasures await in our coven." Stephanie's pace quickens, her breathing becoming ragged. "I've wanted this since before I was turned," she moans, her nails digging into Bryce's chest. "To share eternity with you." Bryce grips her hips, thrusting up to meet her movements. The new vampire strength surges through him, heightening every sensation. Stephanie's cunt clenches around him as she cries out, reaching climax. But she doesn't stop. She continues moving, her blonde hair now plastered to her face, her glasses fogged with passion. "More," she demands. "Give me more." Desiree approaches, her hand on Stephanie's shoulder. "Save some for later, darling. We have an eternity to play." Stephanie reluctantly dismounts, her juices coating Bryce's thighs. She curls up beside him, her head on his chest, her glasses now properly adjusted. Desiree sits on the edge of the bed, running a finger along Bryce's jaw. "You've done well, Victor. The Council of 3 will be pleased with your transformation." Bryce looks between the two vampires, a sense of belonging washing over him. "What happens now?" "Now," Desiree says, her eyes glinting in the candlelight, "we begin your training. There is much to learn about our kind. But first, rest. You'll need your strength for what's to come." Stephanie nuzzles against him. "I'll be with you every step of the way, Bryce. We're family now." Bryce closes his eyes, a smile on his lips. He had gotten exactly what he wanted - eternal life, and two beautiful vampires to share it with.

Yet his dreams has him with Cortney who didn't show up at Tabz to meet him earlier, he wants to thank her, cause it lead to this. In the dream, Cortney sits across from him at a small table, a drink in her hand. She looks exactly as she did that night - dirty blonde hair a silver necklace glinting at her throat. "You're welcome," she says, her voice echoing slightly. "I knew you'd find your way." "Why didn't you come?" Bryce asks, his dream self reaching for her hand. "I was never meant to be your beginning," Cortney replies, her form flickering like a candle flame. "I was only meant to point you in the right direction. Alexander wants me, and he intends to claim me.." Bryce shakes his head. "I don't understand." "You will," she says, fading. "Embrace what you've become. And Bryce? Thank me in person." He wakes with a start, the dream fading quickly. Stephanie stirs beside him, her eyes opening. "What is it, brother?" "Nothing," Bryce says, pulling her close. "Just a dream." But he holds onto the image of Cortney, grateful for her absence that night, for the path it set him on.

Several nights pass in the coven's embrace. Bryce learns to control his new senses, to hunt, to feed without killing. Stephanie remains by his side, their bond deepening with each passing night. But the dream of Cortney lingers. One evening, while Desiree is away attending to Council business, Bryce makes a decision. He dresses in dark clothes, pulling a hood over his head. "Where are you going?" Stephanie asks, her eyes narrowing. "To settle a debt," Bryce replies. "I'll be back before dawn." He moves through the night with supernatural speed, following the memory of Cortney's face. He finds her at a small apartment on the outskirts of the city, a light burning in her window. Bryce climbs the fire escape, his movements silent. He taps on the glass. Cortney opens the window, her dirty blonde hair falling around her shoulders. She wears a silk robe, the silver necklace is gone. "Bryce," she says, unsurprised. "I was wondering when you'd come." "I needed to thank you," he says. "In person." Cortney steps back, allowing him entry. Her apartment is cluttered with books and plants, a cozy sanctuary. "You're different," she observes, her eyes tracing his face. "Stronger. Hungrier." "You knew what would happen," Bryce says. "That night at Tabz. You knew I'd find the coven." Cortney smiles,shiwing a hint of fangst. "I knew you had potential. But I didn't know Alexander would set his sights on me." Bryce's jaw tightens. "He already turn you." "Yes." Cortney's hand goes to her neck "And it felt amazing, both the sex and the bite."

maker and progeny is strong, but so is the bond between those who share blood." Bryce considers her words, the weight of his new existence settling on him. "I'll remember that." Cortney smiles, showing her fangs fully now. "Good. Now, I believe we can begin the thank you ."

Cortney stands, her silk robe falling open as she unties the belt. She lets it slide from her shoulders, the fabric pooling at her feet. Beneath it, she's naked, her pale skin catching the dim light. "Proper thanks," she says, stepping toward him. "I want to feel what it's like to be with another vampire. To share blood and pleasure." Bryce rises, his own hunger stirring. He reaches for her, pulling her close, his lips finding her neck. She gasps as his fangs graze her skin. "You've done this before," he murmurs against her throat. "With Alexander," she breathes. "Every night since he turned me." Her hands slide under his shirt, nails tracing lines down his back. "But I wanted you first. I saw it in your path." Bryce lifts her, carrying her to the bed, her legs wrapping around his waist. He lays her down among the cluttered pillows and blankets, his body covering hers. Their fangs meet in a kiss that draws blood, copper sweet on his tongue. "Show me what you've learned," Cortney whispers, her eyes blazing red. "Show me what it means to be one of us." Bryce's fangs sink into her throat as she arches beneath him, her own fangs finding his shoulder. They feed from each other, pleasure and pain intertwining, their bodies moving together in the ancient dance of their kind. Outside, the moon watches through the window, and somewhere in the city, Alexander stirs, sensing a shift in the balance of power. But for now, there is only this: two vampires, bound by blood and desire, exploring the depths of their new existence.