I blinked my eyes open. I threw my hand over them as the sun threatened to make my head explode. My body didn’t hurt, except for one spot.
I’d been in here for the past three days, in and out of consciousness.
Today I’d been more in than out. I touched the gauze and tape that covered the bite. A shudder ran through me at the memory of that nasty vampire’s teeth ripping through my flesh.
The chair beside my bed creaked. Dastien. A smile spread across my face that warmed my whole body and I peeked through my fingers.
We were in one of the medic rooms on campus. Dastien sat scrunched in a chair beside my bed. “How’re you feeling?”
“Better.” My voice sounded particularly scratchy. “How’s the bite?”
“Still burns.”
He grunted. “Vampire bites are nasty.” I raised an eyebrow.
“Okay, maybe
