Chloe's head snapped beside her when the vampire began to speak to her partner. She heard the woman smack him and Chloe knew that was all bad. She just hoped that neither of them would end up as leftovers or scrap meat whatever they wanted to call them. Chloe listened while Dante spoke.<em>So he is the leader of the coven eh? Well I will have to remember that. I don't need to butter up to him but I do need to show a level of respect, perhaps even fear.</em>Chloe thought to herself. When he began to walk away, Chloe scrambled to her feet. She was not going to be left behind, essentially that would be her failing the mission she was raised for, for over twenty years.<br/><br/>Chloe began to count her steps once more. It was a habitual thing that she did besides it would come in handy later if she knew how many steps were around the mansion, especially if she had to try and escape in the dark. Chloe didn’t know much about the exact way things worked inside of the coven but from what she had been told; Chloe would live amongst the other unclaimed blood letters until she was claimed. That didn’t work for Chloe. She needed to be able to have her own room, even if it were just a little one, hell she would settle for a cupboard. Chloe needed her own space; she couldn’t be around people all the time, especially ones who loved vampires.<br/><br/>Hearing someone else follow them, someone who wasn’t bound by some kind of silk, Chloe turned her head slightly, so that she would be able to listen better. Her hair fell over part of her face though, shielding it a little. Whoever had followed them down to the basement area, was speaking with the girl two behind her. Had Chloe been able to speak with her, Chloe would have told the woman not to reply. It was dangerous at this crucial moment to speak and say anything to the vampires. A lot of them weren’t very merciful. After all, there was more than one of them, and all the needed to keep was one of them.<br/><br/>Chloe heard the fangs penetrate the skin of the woman, and it didn’t take long before there was a sickening crack, all because the woman’s blood hadn’t tasted very good. Chloe visibly flinched a little. She needed to come off scared and honestly, Chloe was a little scared. Her heart had begun to speed up just a little bit. She had no idea what that girls blood tasted like, but she knew that if her blood didn’t at least taste appealing to the guy behind her, there was a chance she would end up on the floor just like poor girl behind her. Chloe hated the fact that he called her leftovers, but then again vampires at least most of them, saw humans as cattle.<br/><br/><em>Don’t lose your cool Chloe, you are a piece of meat, you are docile, and you will do what you are told.</em>Chloe mentally told herself. Chloe sucked in a quiet, yet deep breath, and slowly let it out. Chloe recognized the song that he muttered softly to him. Chloe hadn’t watched much TV during her training, but she never forgot the Campbell’s commercial.<em>Does that mean her blood tasted like coffee?</em>Chloe asked herself. It made her glad that her blood was sweet with vanilla and cherries, though at the same time she had been told it also had a hint of cinnamon to it. Chloe didn’t know for sure because she had never tasted her own blood, at least not the same way that a vampire could.<br/><br/>Chloe just kept walking, trying not to focus on it too much. Part of her wondered how far they were going to walk. Already the climate had gotten a little colder, Chloe’s nipples hardened a little, she was glad her breasts were full and perky, but at the same time she didn’t want anyone to oogle her even if it was another blood letter.<br/>