“Do you need a vampire or does anyone suffice?” He asked.
I dragged in a deep breath and sighed. I grew up feeding on animals, Corbon and I had the choice on who and what we wanted to feed on. We chose to follow dad’s footsteps and feed on animals, but feeding on a vampire might give me some strength back.
“A vampire.” I answered, “please.”
I could have sworn I saw hurt pass through his eyes. Feeding on your mate is an intimate thing, one I don’t really want to do with him.
“Ok, so a vampire.” He muttered. “I’ll bring you a vampire, some food and a drink.”
“Thank you.” I smiled.
He nodded and trudged towards the door before he glanced over his shoulder, “stay on the bed, don’t move.” He warned.
I nodded and sat on the bed.
“One more thing, don’t talk to him.” He commented.
I lifte
