Circe's Betrayal Circe clutched the thin stick in her trembling hands. It...it couldn't be. They had only had a one night gig....though it had been a night filled with unbridled passion, it had still been just once. But she had taken five tests, and each one just as positive as the next. She threw them in the trash, and back against the wall. How would she tell Alucard? Or....her throat suddenly felt dry, Inger? Would he still want her, knowing she had given herself to his friend, and was now pregnant with his child? She bit her lip, her fangs piercing her skin, and causing it to bleed. The sharp pang on her lips drastically contrasted the way Alucard's tongue had traced them. She shivered, remember the way his fangs had been drawn across her bare neck teasingly before nipping lightly. She rubbed the spot where he had bitten her, she had been careful to cover up any love bite or kiss marks. When vampires made love, it was rarely without biting. And then she felt guilt. She enjoyed her night with him, relished it, savored his touch, and would take it back any time. But she loved Inger. Her white knight with his gentleness, his charm, and his love. And yet, she had betrayed him, and there was now no way to hide what she had done. Circe slid down, her skirts rustling, and buried her face into her knees. And cried tears of shame. {This story blurb is from my Roleplay Instagram character, @Lady_circe}