Page 21 (1/2)
Sara had been ho her clothes and running her freezing hands under ater in the sink in Alexander&039;s roo to eat Instead, she found Evans dusting a pretty cherrywood table in the entryway
"Good evening, Doctor," said the old paven, inclining his head "Is there anything I can do for you?"
Sara&039;s stomach chose that exact moment to alert not only herself, but Evans, of its ery"
"Oh ed drahly eh a few rooe and less and appeared to be office space before finally going through a set of double doors Sara took in the enor room that just screamed MEN LIVE
HERE The walls were painted in a dusty red and gold, and the dark wood floor was draped in contes At one end of the room, a pool table and a few black leather club chairs were set up At the other end, a grouping of co a massive flat-screen TV positioned a few feet above a beautiful river-rock fireplace The roo way
Evans turned around to face her then, looking a bit sheepish "This used to be the kitchen, but when the Romans moved inwell, there was really no need for it"
Sara understood hisof it sooner "Sure Of course" She shrugged "It&039;s no probleood Chinese and a phone"
There was a sudden movement behind her, a whoosh of paper, and then a sober female voice that uttered, "No deliveries"
Sara whirled around, saw Dillon seated on a couch, her nose deep within the pages of the Wall Street Journal , and sighed Had she been there the whole ti down orhidden? And as she still in the house? "I thought you were gone," Sara said
"Unfortunately not" Dillon&039;s face relanced over her shoulder at Evans, who appeared uncertain about what to do next, or how to deal with his new guest "No worries," Sara told hi"
"No," Dillon said harshly, flipping a page of her newspaper
Sara turned back to face the irritating feest, Dillon? Starvation?"
She shrugged "Not my problee bitch?"
Unfazed by Sara&039;s anger, Dillon stated evenly, "Bring you here Keep you here"
Sara took a deep breath and let it out slowly "I&039;as tank&039;s on e on your diet, so--"
"I&039;d be happy to share what I&039;ve brought with me"
Both Sara and Dillon turned to see who had spoken Standing in the doorway, dressed in skinny jeans, a long, pale gray wool sweater, that sah-heeled boots, was the va boldly, she entered the roo from one petite, scarf-wrapped wrist
Evans inclined his head "Miss Kettler"
The black-haired beauty came to sit on the couch opposite Dillon Sara watched as she took out what appeared to be a bento box, opened it, and began to assemble a meal
Confused, Sara stared at her "You eat food?"
"Certain foods," Bronwyn explained, spooning what looked like a squirrel&039;s diet onto her plate "In the credenti--our corains, berries--
coth ofour bodies pure"
From behind her newspaper, Dillon snorted
"Not everyone&039;s into that kind of thing," Bronwyn said with no embarrassment, no censure
Fascinated, Sara came to sit between both the veanas on the third couch She wondered about Alexander Did he eat like this too? "Is this all you have, or do you still drink "
"Blood?" Bronwyn finished for her
"Yes"
"Yes, it is blood of the Order, extracted and placed in small vials, then rationed out to the citizens of the credenti"
A huroup see--everyone&039;s lives, everyone&039;s futures
"We don&039;t drink fro a bite of some kind of seed bar "That honor is saved for our true ed into a perfect storm of irritation and jealousy within Sara
Bronaiting for her trueto drink from him, fill her body with his potent red blood
Sara stared at the beautiful va another&039;s blood into hermore should&039;ve made her nauseous to say the least, but it didn&039;t Not with the picture she had of Alexander in her , thick, waiting neck
She glanced over at Dillon, who remained headfirst in her paper "Are nuts and berries what&039;s for dinner at your house?"
"Fuck no"
"Why not?"
Dillon ignored her, but Bronwyn quickly offered an answer "There are soree with this way of life and its benefits Some who think our breed should live on blood alone"
"What happens to them?" Sara asked
"They decide to leave the credenti" Bronwyn chewed her food, but didn&039;t seem to enjoy it much "They walk out and choose another life"
Sara wondered if it was really as siain, who remained still and silent behind her paper "You walked, Dillon?"
"No, hu deal "Like I said, the lifestyle doesn&039;t suit everyone"
"No," Dillon growled, thrusting down her paper and eyeing the vampire across from her "The prison time doesn&039;t suit everyone"
A muscle in Bronwyn&039;s cheek twitched, but she kept her cool "For some, it can feel that way For others, it&039;s a wonderful, happy, co human behavior had always been a passion for Sara, but this--studying va, to say the least She sat forward, looking from one veana to the other "So the ones who leave the credenti, can they exist a humans and not be detected?"
Bronwyn nodded "For a while, if they&039;re discreet in their appetite"
"How long is &039;a while&039;?"
"When morpho hits for a paven anda humans becomes impossible"
Sara sat forward in her chair "Why?"
"A veana goes through h e to find her true e with swell is intense It&039;s wise for her to remove herself from human male company and return to the safety of her credenti For a paven," she continued, "sunlight becomes the enemy of the body and like the veana, the need to find his true mate becomes impossible to deny He can become rather like a hunter in his quest to find his veana"