Sam POV
“So, how does this work?” Dragos asked.
Dragos was the man who I had given the gift of everlasting life, no more illnesses or diseases, he would get to see in new millenniums, live to see what the future world held and all I could think about doing was snapping his neck so I didn’t have to listen to his tedious voice anymore.
His skin was a sickly pale white if I didn’t know him I would assume he was gravely ill, I'm positive he wears a pale foundation to add to his look, he still wore his white contact lenses and had become the talk of the camp, I overheard some of Silas’ coven taking the píss out of him, ordinarily, I wouldn’t get involved but I had brought him here, he was my ward and I wouldn’t let some blood-sucking vermin talk shít about anyone I had brought into this shí
