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“She needs blood,” said Patrick

At the word ‘blood’pain as ate

“Got it right here” Jonathon pulled out a bag of blood In the after desperate to knohat my poas, I hadn’t smelled the blood But now its scent threatened to consume me

Before another word could be spoken I ripped the bag fro in ecstasy

Patrick was gone

Jonathon chuckled “Want another?”

“Yes,” I reached rabby motion

I drained four s before ht word I was… satisfied, but the ache was still there I rubbed my throat

“It gets better,” Jonathon nodded in sympathy

I smiled weakly

“Why don’t you clean yourself up and then you can meet our children”

I set to see them?”

“Yes,” he breathed “They’re spectacular You won’t hurt them, since they’re dhah their veins but they don’t smell human”

I smiled “I can’t wait to see them” Even if they had smelled human, I don’t see how I could have ever hurt them They were nore, and I could never look at h, to know that wasn’t an issue I needed to worry about

“I’ll be here while you clean up,” he plopped on the bed, “and it’s going to be quite a shock when you look in the mirror so just be aware”