“What do I do?” I asked as I stumbled out of the cell.
“Well, first you get some blood on you and then when we take you out on raid, you will be close enough to get into their minds, find out their plan but you will not be close enough to communicate with them.” Grayson said, helping me stand up.
“I hate you.” His whole body stiffened. I looked at him, he looked miserable, for a split second it looked like he hated his life, and then, he shook it off.
“Come on, you need blood.”
“Who are you going to offer me this time? Your humans taste too much like wolf; I mean they do have wolf in their blood.”
“Me.”
“What?” I asked as he helped me up the stairs.
“Well, no one’s blood seems to work for you like mine, so I am offering you my blood.”
“But…no, no I can't.” I said, he gave up
