Young master Damien's pet

She looked more than petrified with the way the glass shattered in her hands, its pieces that fell on the floor along with the liquid that had turned from the color of being transparent to a forest-like deep green after the rain. But that wasn't what got her heart drumming loudly in her chest which she could hear it in both her ears right now. It was one of the many stories she had heard from the village that she came, the drums being hit when a person was going to be sacrificed to the mountain God.

Only that right now here she was sure that she was going to be thrown as a sacrifice into the sea by Damien for breaking something she didn't mean to. And though she didn't mean to break anything as it broke shattered by itself, it didn't lessen the fact that she had gone snooping around the room to open a box that was locked securely.

Damien who stood at the door didn't look angry but there no hint of his sarcastic smile. Rather he looked very very annoyed, thought Penny in her mind while mentally preparing herself for the worst.

The pureblooded vampire stomped forward and before he could do or tell anything, Penny bowed her head as deep as she could to say quickly, "I apologize for the glass. I didn't mean to break it, Master Damien," her voice cracked at the end with worry.

His eyes moved from the open box to the floor which had a green liquid spilled around her and the previously clean floor. His eyes narrowed further at the color that was present.

Penny hearing nothing from him slowly stood up to see him bend down and sit on his heels as he stared at the green liquid.

Damien was sure the liquid wasn't green but had been transparent with the description and the other tubes that laid safely in the box right now. On closer observation, he found something to be odd.

Using his hand, he swiped his finger across the green liquid where there were some of the glass pieces resided on the floor. Hot, thought Damien in her mind.

Penny saw Damien stand up again, not looking at her but going to the box and lifting one of the colorless tubes that were in there, "Care to explain what happened here, Penny. Or are you planning to be part of the many statues that have been placed in the garden out here?" she heard him, seeing him turn to look at her, "Do you what these are?"

Penny shook her head.

"So you wanted to see what they were. What a curious girl. Haven't you learned that touching another person's belongings without permission is wrong?"

"I apologize, master Damien. I didn't mean to break it. I was looking at it when it suddenly turned hot and green in color," she explained not meeting his eyes.

Damien tilted his head, her words raising his own curiosity and doubts. Penelope didn't seem to be the kind of girl to break things for no reason, at least not in Damien's eyes. If it were Grace or any other vampiress, it would have been easy to take in with the person's action being sufficient.

Had his initial suspicion been right? asked Damien to himself.

The box contained newly acquired potions that were stolen from the black witches so that it would be tested and seen what it was. The latest news that was making rounds but in a confidential status was that a group of witches was being led by a former witch who hadn't escaped previously. Rioting against the humans as well as targeting on erasing the existence of pureblooded vampire. But that was all to the new of the witches.

Damien was the man from the council who was in charge of finding things from the black market. He was the one who was aware of everything going around in the background of the scenes which was usually hidden by the council in the eye of the public and also sometimes in the eye of the fellow council themselves unless they belonged to the higher level.

There was a group of witches who were creating an army of witches similar to what had happened when a vampire had started to recruit many humans who were subjected to transform into half vampires which hadn't gone well. The ignorant vampire did not realize the consequences when he had gone to transform the humans in the entire village, one after another to be killed by one of his very newly created deranged vampires. Humans had the ability to convert themselves to vampires but if the soul and the body couldn't handle the transformation well, the person was equal to be considered as waste on these lands as they posed threat after losing the ability of rationality.

Similar to how humans were converted to half vampires, he had heard of how witches were trying to convert humans to a complete witch so that they could be used to fought and create a riot against the exile that was placed on their sisters and brothers.

Due their evil and unfriendly mind, the black witches unlike the white witches who were allowed to be around the people but while also having the councils eyes on their actions, the black witches were driven too far out of the villages and towns that only made the notorious creatures that much eager to attack the people for their own means.

Penny who was waiting for Damien to speak saw him raise his hand which had the little glass tube in his hand. She didn't know what he was looking for. Did he think she had dropped it for no reason? Penny would have thought several times before going breaking things unless her life wasn't important to her which was for her.

Penny's eyes met his dark red brooding eyes, "Take it," he said with his hand still hanging in mid-air.