Chapter 198

• I blink at that last sentence, trying to get my head around a Vampire living with a human and not eating them, blanching at her as though maybe she’s winding us up. That can’t be true. I met Darrius. He did not seem like a vampire who would tolerate a human living with him, not even for on-the-go feeding.
• “Do they sparkle?” Meadow chuckles, breaking into my thoughts and mocking this species sarcastically. I eye-roll at her but giggle while Leyanne shakes her head.
• “No… no glitter. Sadly. It might pretty up their dark and drab love of living in old castles and smelly gothic lairs. Not that I can talk, mind you… Darrius is a prime example of what true bloods look like. Red eyes, warm skin….”