“My blood? What do you mean?”
He sighed and moved away from her.
“You'll probably hate me for this, but up until now, I thought I could find a solution. I'm ashamed to say, I haven't found one.”
“What are you talking about? The solution to what? And why are vampires after my blood?”
He turned to her with a sorry expression.
“Your hair.”
“What's wrong with my hair?” She asked with furrowed brows.
“Have you ever dyed your hair?”
“No, not really. Why?”
“You mean, this is the natural colour?”
“Yeah,” She answered.
He took a deep breath before speaking,
“There's the issue, your hair is the colour of blood, and that can only mean one thing. You have the special blood.”
Her heart stopped for a moment on hearing that. The special blood she had been reading about these past few day
