Chapter 1
Have you ever felt like you’re stuck in the wrong body, but only by a little bit?
That was how I felt every morning as I watched Sian run a brush through her long blonde hair. It wasn’t that there was anything wrong with her, just not quite right. For me, I meant. And yet, I didn’t want to go away. It was almost as if the thought of leaving Sian was physically painful, like not drinking blood in too long. But every now and again, I got this off feeling around her.
My mother kept telling me to ignore it. That it had nothing to do with Sian herself, that it was just my bloodlust peeping through, but I wasn’t sure I believed her.
My parents had what could only be called a not-quite-forced marriage. As far as I knew, about six hundred years ago, my father really pissed off a high
