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After a while, I felt so at the sleeve ofoverht ti you must do For Sa about?"I wiped some of the tears from my face and stared up at hi"

"There is nothing we can do to save his body ,"Mr Crepsley told e that But there is so we can do for his spirit

"Darren,"he said, "youat him, but noas a stare of disbelief, not hope

"How could you?"I whispered with disgust "One of , and all you can think about You’re sick! You’re a sick, twisted , not Sam I hate you Get out of here"

"You do not understand,"he said

"Yes I do!"I screa, but all you’re worried about is blooding ood -"

"Do you re able to absorb part of a person’s spirit?"he asked

I was just about to call hi awful, but his question confused ot to do with this?"I asked

"Darren, this is important Do you reme,"Mr Crepsley said "A few one Forever But you can keep part of him alive within you if you drink from him now and take this life before the wounds of the wolf-

"You want hed "Sam has already been killed But if you finish him off before he dies from the bites of the wolf-s In you he can live on"

I shook my head "I can’t drink his blood,"I whispered "Not Saed body "I can’t"

Mr Crepsley sighed "I will not force you to,"he said "But think carefully about it What happened tonight is a tragedy that will haunt you for a very long time, but if you drink fro with his death will be easier Losing a loved one is hard This way, you need not lose all of him"

"I can’t drink from him,"I sobbed "He was my friend"

"It is because he was your friend that you must,"Mr Crepsley said, then turned away and left me to decide

I stared down at Sam He looked so lifeless, like he’d already lost everything thatwords and hopes and dreams, and hoful it would be if all of that just disappeared with his death

Kneeling, I placed the fingers of my left hand on Sa my sharp nails into his soft flesh, leaned forward, and stuck ushed in andI nearly fell away, but with an effort I held ulped it down His blood was hot and salty and ran down my throat like thick, creamy butter

Sam’s pulse slowed as I drank, then stopped But I went on drinking, sing every last drop, absorbing

When I’d finally sucked him dry, I turned away and howled at the sky like the wolf- time that’s all I could do, howl and screaht that I’d become