Young Master Damien's Pet (WN)
chapter-312

With Damien who had been so touchy-feely in the bathtub, Penny was sure she would have passed out once her head would hit the pillow but nothing like that happened. Instead, she was wide awake. The scene and feelings that had surfaced erupted through the tips of her fingers and sizzling her skin.

Her cheeks were bright red but with the shadow of the fireplace that fell upon the room, hid the splash of embarrassment. She pulled the blanket closer to her. Bringing it up to her nose as her eyes blinked, looking at the top of the ceiling of the bed where Damien now sat with a couple of parchments in his hands. His back leaning against the headboard with his glasses settled on the top of his nose. His unruly black hair was as messy as ever, not bothered to comb it he had left it as it was. His eyes cast down on the written papers which he now read.

Was she the only feeling the turmoil running up and down her body? Thought Penny to herself. He looked utterly calm, his body relaxed while her body felt as if it was lit on fire and she was burning. Her b.r.e.a.s.ts especially felt sensitive right now. When she closed her eyes, she remembered what had transpired between them in the bathtub. His hands aroused her with every breath of hers that only moved up higher and higher until she was scared to fall back down.

How embarrassing, thought Penny to herself yet it felt good. His hands-on her body felt as if she were drifting to someplace where paradise existed. Yet at the same time, it was embarrassing that she wouldn't admit it to him.

She peeked back to look at him, her jade green eyes staring at him through his reflection in his mirror. She moved to lay down on the side of her body. Her eyes peering up at him for him to ask,

"Aren't you sleepy?" he turned his head to look at her where she looked nothing less than a mouse hidden in the mouse hole that was trying to peek out to look at the cat that sat outside.

"What are you reading?" she asked him instead.

"Some of the reports that have been sent to me for verification and also some so that I can read on the recent matters that have been taking place in the four lands," hearing Damien say this, Penny looked up at him with interest. Seeing the interest lingering in her eyes, he continued to humor her with what he knew. It was also time that she understood and was aware of the few things that took place behind the public eye, "There have been recent spotting of the black witches who tried to turn an entire village to a bunch of half-black witches."

"Is that possible?" Penny asked, frowning as she thought about it.

"If humans can turn to half-vampires by a bite, it shouldn't be that hard for them to mutate and turn to another creature."

"But black witches don't have the venom to trigger transition for the humans," after having spent a decent amount of time in the dungeons of the church, she had come to learn some things about the white witches and the black witches. She knew that witches couldn't turn any of the humans to their own kinds, even though they could turn them into anything else like an object or to an animal but not for too long unless the witch was really powerful where there was a time limit until the human turned back to his original form.

"They don't but we do," answered Damien, bringing his hand forward to mark something in the parchment, "The black witches pulled out the venom from a possible pureblooded vampire and created the potion which could turn the humans to their kind. Though it wasn't a successful experiment. One of the council team caught the happenings," Damien already knew something was going on when he heard of the element Euphorine being sold in bulk in the black market but he still had his suspicion on over the event.

It was true that someone had bought the euphorine but at the same time, it was hardly believable that the very same tubes were used by the black witches. Euphorine, when kept out for long, didn't have the same power and instead lost its essence. The same bottles which were sold secretly in the black market were usually the cause when a human tried to inject themselves with it, which lead to an instant malfunction in the body which ended up with corrupted hearts or deranged vampires who were the same as the corrupted vampires.

For a switcher to end up in the council, it would be hard to not believe that someone from the inside had helped the creature to get inside.

"Were all the humans infected with it?" Penny could only hope it wasn't true until she saw Damien nod his head.

"Every single one of them. There were some black witches in there too who were killed with the rest of the turned humans," he then added, "It is the not first time for a witch to have a mass murder caused by them or because of them. They are notorious in that matter."

"That isn't good," her voice was low but Damien could hear it well enough.

"Nothing is ever good when it comes to the witches. Not you but even the white witches cause us a good amount of trouble. Some of them go far beyond repair, causing harm to every possible around them before they even turn completely to a black witch. It is why humans fear witches in general. It doesn't matter if they are white or black witches. The black witches are more open to causing destruction while when it comes to the white witches, their transformation takes place slowly without anyone's notice until you catch them in the act that they are not supposed to do."

"Is that why the council has the white witches registered and monitored?"