Blurb: My wife earns and supports the family; I offer my blood to sustain her. She’s easy to provide for— just a drop of blood, and she holds up an entire home. Official Blurb: The blood of the deceitful tastes sour, The blood of the cruel tastes bitter, Only the blood of the righteous tastes sweet. “You haven’t gone hunting lately?” “Mm.” She watched as someone slowly approached. “You wouldn’t understand what it’s like to be fed.” Because after tasting him, she never wanted anyone else.