"I have a feeling blood won't help me, if I feel the urgent need to feed, Knight here has got my back, his blood is stronger than yours and has its own healing powers."
"Just take a little," he insisted. I sighed and let him shove his wrist into my mouth. I extended my fangs and stabbed it, his blood flood into my mouth, it tasted like garlic and vinegar. Every blood tasted like that since I woke up.
I scrunched my nose and endured it, endured until my stomach rumbled, warning me that it was time to stop. I retracted my fangs and patted Knight weakly. Axel stepped back with sincere worry written all over his face.
"I'll be fine." I assured him. Knight took off, dashing into the sky like a haunted hummingbird. I exhaled loudly as the wind blew against me, letting my eyes shut and darknes
