Something must have ticked off in Edgar’s mind when I did that. His eyes restlessly searched the mouth that had tasted and drank of his own blood.
I was basically accepting him into my system... To have his blood mixed in with mine.
“Edgar?” I called out to him when I heard a loud gulping sound from his side. Like a lump, that is just as big as his Adam’s apple, had gotten stuck in his throat.
He began to sweat profusely, and the way his chest rose and settled back in place was as if he was going through an unbearable asthma attack.
“Is it possible that you are getting a fever?” I rested the back of my palm on his forehead.
His body temperature was extremely high, I perceived as I immediately refrained contact with his front. An egg would be able to fry on his skin.
“I think you sho
