When I finally woke up, it was still dark outside and I groaned as I sat up from the sheets. It was pitch black in the room I sat in and I gently touched my lips, the thought of blood no longer making me thirsty. Lucius had fed me after allowing me to finally change clothes, and I had passed out shortly after drinking his blood, my fatigue taking over me once my thirst was satiated.
“What the f**k…” I sighed aloud, dropping my hand back to the bed as I felt my holster on the sheets next to me. I usually went months in between feedings from Lucius, only typically needing to drink undead blood twice a year. But it had been barely two months since Lucius had last fed me, and the only reason I could give for the sudden desire was the use of my unknown power.
I lay back down as I considered t
