Alana’s POV
“You cannot eat only that and expect to survive!” Anna, my aunt scolded me for almost the thousandth time within the span of five days.
I rolled my eyes as I finished up the blood bag that I had picked up. She and Amara were pissed at me because I refused to feed on human blood. It was not my fault because I refused to feed on human blood because of them. I saw the way they did it and simply did not sit right with me. I did not want to kill anyone again. I thought my vampirism was going to make my humanity leave too, but I was not right.
I felt it slip away sometimes. When I would see them bring someone, and the smell of blood would overwhelm the whole house and I would so so hungry that I was tempted to go right outside and drink out of the person, but I held myself. I ha
