☆ ☆ Beta Morgana (Greed) ☆ ☆
The other Shadows continued ahead as I branched off and made my turn. I couldn't wait to be back in my own body. It was going to be awkward, surrounded by werewolves, but I was confident that they wouldn't detect me. I would explain the scents of vampires on my skin from another attempted assassination, and once I showered and put more of Morgana's clothes on, I should be fine.
I pulled up to a gated house. It was almost 2:00 a.m. I pulled into the driveway, where a large wolf met us. I heard a voice in my head that was not my own, "Welcome back, Beta Morgana." I exited the car, nodded, and said, "Thank you. I would stay and chat, but we're exhausted." The voice chuckled, "With all due respect, you stink too."
I returned the laugh and said, "Those fucking leeches couldn't keep their hands off of us." I helped Darius out of the car and grabbed my bag. I smiled as the wolf led us to the entrance, "The first thing we're going to do is shower and then get some well-deserved sleep." They bowed before leaving us to continue their patrol.
I recalled on Beta Morgana's memories and directed myself through the house to her room. I plopped Darius onto the bed and said wait here. I started the shower in the adjoining bathroom and helped Darius strip. "Go shower.", I said, pointing at the bathroom door. He stood and walked into the bathroom.
I unpacked her bag, hid the bottle of blood in the nightstand, and then went to check on Darius. He stood under the water but never applied soap to clean himself. I quickly texted Pride, "Ask Sloth if Darius is going to remain shell-shocked because if I'm going to have to do everything for him, he might as well be dead."
I took my clothes off and joined him in the shower. "Are you okay?", I asked, as I lathered soap on a loofa and began scrubbing his body. He stammered, "Mmm-Morgana." I replied, "Yes, mate." Tears fell from his eyes. Was he remembering the recent attack? We killed him first, so he shouldn't know Morgana's fate.
I continued scrubbing his body and repeated, "We're okay; we survived." I hoped that the mantra stuck with him. I had finished cleaning his upper body and noticed that he had an erection. He was well-endowed but not nearly as blessed as Wrath was. Just the thought of being fucked by him made me quiver.
There was an idea; maybe I could fuck Darius out of his stupor. I cleaned myself thoroughly, attempting to dilute the smell of rotting flesh. Werewolves had a keen nose and always got worked up over our scent. I rinsed both of us off before leading him out of the shower.
I wrapped a towel around myself first and then tossed one to Darius. He went through the motions but wasn't doing a thorough job as water continued to pool around his feet. I rolled my eyes and found Morgana's phone. Pride had responded, "They'll become more themselves as time passes; you should notice some improvement over the next three days."
I rolled my eyes; great, now I would have to care for this invalid on top of everything else.
Another text came through from Pride, "Gluttony said that you have eight bottles of Morgana's blood and twelve from Darius; use them wisely." I would have to drink one pint a day to maintain her form, but if I needed to shift between them, my supply could run out much sooner.
After rifling through her drawers, I got myself dressed in one of Morgana's shirts and a pair of her underwear. I looked around to find that Darius had no clothes in this room. I towel-dried him off and set him on the bed, "I'll be right back." I would have to retrieve his suitcase to get him something to wear.
I found a pair of jeans and bounced my way into them before putting on some shoes and returning to the car. I unlocked the door to retrieve Darius' bag and noticed how light it was. I opened it to find it was empty. Who carries around an empty suitcase? I put my head in my palm. Wrath must have left his clothes in the car we just blew up. What an idiot.
At least now I could carry the blood in; I just needed to figure out how to store it. I'm sure a lot of questions would arise if anyone found a bunch of bottles of blood in the refrigerator. I discreetly went to the trunk and tucked the bottles in the suitcase for safekeeping. The wolf I saw before passed by again, and his voice flooded my head, "I thought you were going to get some rest after your shower?"
I responded, "Darius wanted his clothes, and he's still not feeling great after the attacks." The wolf cocked his head, seemingly puzzled. Shit, I forgot that they were practically the nudists of the supernatural world. "It's for tomorrow when he comes down for breakfast." Thank the firsts, I was quick on my feet. The wolf tipped his head and left.
I went back into Morgana's room and found Darius exactly where I had left him. I set the bag down and found his old pair of underwear, "You'll have to wear these for now until I can get you something else." He nodded, and I helped him into them. "Now, lie down and go to sleep.", I commanded, and he did just that, lying directly on the bed without getting under the covers. I palmed my head again.
I made him sit up, threw the covers back, and said, "Put your head on the pillow." He did as ordered, and I pulled the quilt over him. I kneaded my eyebrows together as I felt a headache coming on and said, "Now close your eyes and go to sleep." He was taken care of for the moment, so I looked around, trying to figure out how to store the blood.
They kept their house cool but not nearly as cold as the blood needed to stay, and I only had a few more hours left to get it chilled before it would spoil. I pulled the bottles out and separated them by victim. Gluttony had labeled them this time, and he was correct about his count.
I paced around the room for a while and noticed she had access to a small balcony. I could gather some snow and put it in the bathtub to store the bottles until I found a more permanent solution. I went to the bathroom and arranged the bottles, grouping the same ones together. Then, I found a small trash can by the toilet and removed the bag.
I turned out the lights and opened the balcony slightly as I scooped freshly laid snow into the can. I did this several times until I had enough snow to pack tightly around the bottles. I shut the balcony door and replaced the trash can and bag before heading to the kitchen. Some ice would also be required to give myself more time.
I went downstairs and noticed a familiar face. She hugged me tightly and said, "I'm so glad you are okay, Morgana." She looked identical to me, except she had platinum blond hair. I hugged her back, "Thank you, Luna, for all your advice." She held me too long for my own comfort, but I wasn't about to interrupt the reunification of twins. Besides, she would know the truth in a few days anyway.
"I had a horrible feeling that I had lost you a few hours ago.", she said quietly as she wiped tears from her eyes. I responded, "We were ambushed again, but we escaped." She released her embrace and looked at me, "Thank the Moon Goddess. Do you or Darius need any medical attention?" I shook my head, "I think we just need some rest."
She nodded understandingly, "If you need anything, you know where to find me." I nodded and said, "Thank you. I was just coming down to grab us something to drink. But if you could ask the others not to disturb us, that would be a big help." She smiled and said, "Of course.", before walking away.
I rummaged under the kitchen sink for a trash bag and then went through the freezer for ice. I took most of it, leaving some not to raise suspicion, and turned the ice maker back on so that it would fill back up while the others slept. I lugged the bag quietly back up to the room and then added it to the tub.
I looked through the camera and a manilla folder I had found in her suitcase and reported to Pride, "The camera has many pictures of someone's mansion in it, including pictures of the security camera placement, and I found several papers mapping out the grounds of the Biltmore estate with handwritten notes on the side."
I snapped a few pictures with Morgana's phone and sent them along with the text. Pride responded, "Good work, Greed. Let me know what else you find out." I added, "I'm a twin, so my stay may be shorter than expected. A person that close to Morgana is going to realize the minor differences sooner than most people would.
Pride responded, "Just keep us posted; your safety is paramount. If you feel like your secret has been discovered, leave immediately." I nodded to myself and thought, "Duh." Of course, I wouldn't say that to Pride, so instead, I wrote, "I will. I'm going to get some rest now. My boss is working me to the bone."