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âSo, you think Iâm anInfected?â
I had no idea what tothink; this was out of my box of what was normal.
âI want tâsay yes.â Iglanced back in the mirror. âYou seem calm, youâre not overlyhungry, but your fangs are under half the size and showing withoutyou transforming, which isnât normal.â
His eyes widened as ifhe had just figured something out. âOh, yeah, the Master out ofSalemâs lot. Thatâs what Iâm supposed tâlook like, right?â
I rolled my eyes.âYour fangs are puny. You donât appear tâhave any of the Vampiresâstrength, and apart from your sickly complexion, you look like aregular guy.â
And although sayingall that out loud helped, it didnât calm me. It wasnât right. Thiswas not what was supposed to happen. Why did he look like theHollywood version of a Vampire?
âAre yâdonedevampulating me?â
âExcuse me?â A laughescaped me. âWhat tâhell does that even mean?â
He shrugged. âThe sameas emasculating, only we arenât talking about my manhood, just myvamphood.â
âItâs so worrying thatyouâre creating your own terminology.â
âIâve been locked upfor six weeks with nothing tâdo but think about this condition thatI now have that doesnât fall under the natural law. It seemsfitting tâcreate terms tâsimplify the insanity that is my descentinto the realms of impossibility. Sue me.â
I couldnât help thesmirk that curled the corner of my mouth. He was still an idiot,and despite his current predicament, that was a good sign. He wasstill the Nathan I remembered. Still had his character. There wassomething strangely reassuring in that. Something comforting.
Yeah, but you beingcomfortable with a Vampire is not a good sign.
âAnyway, youâre not anInfected. However, Heather is, which is why I think she will beable to explain all of this better than I can.â
âSo, your cousin hasthis Vamps Virus? How come you never mentioned it?â He almostsounded offended.
âErm, because youthought I was crazy for believing in Vampires tâbegin with, and theidea that I was training tâhunt them sent you into a fit ofgiggles.â
âWell, yeahââ Hisvoice softened. ââThatâs because Vampires werenât real backthen.â
âThey have always beenreal.â
âNot tâme.â His voicedropped to a whisper.
My heart lurched. Thiswas all too surreal, all too crazy.
âWellââ I cleared mythroat. âI thought you wouldnât be able tâwrap your childish headaround anything else I told you.â
That earned me a verydefiant look through the mirror. âTry me.â
âHeather was born withthe virus. My cousin Alexis was bitten when she was pregnant.Thatâs why she, Heather, and my aunt Sofia originally came to livewith us. Ireland isnât a hotbed of Vampire activity. It seemedsafer over here for them.â
I heard him shift inhis seat. âSo, Alexis was an Infected?â
âFor a while, untilshe put a gun to her head.â
âSorry, I knew she hadtaken her life. I just didnât know sheââ
âItâs okay. I mean, itwasnât, but she had been battling with violent thirst for eightyears. On top of that, she had mistakenly got her daughterinfected, and the night she was bit, well, the reason she got bitwas because she went after her husband. He had gone to the UnitedColony ... they ate him alive.â
There was a long pausebefore he spoke again. âYou mean that in the literal sense, donâtyou?â
I glanced back in themirror and nodded.
I donât know how itwas possible, but he suddenly looked even paler.
âFuckinâ hell. How theshit do you deal with all of this?â
âIâve been brought upwith it. This is my life.â
He scrubbed his handsacross his face and through his hair. âChrist, Elle.â
âAlexis killedherself, so Sofia raised Heather, fed her blood a few times a day,and I dunno, it seemed tâdo the trick. Youâd have never known thatHeather was an Infected, but then Sofia was very protective overher. The only real reminder was the fact that more and moreVampires seemed tâbe coming over. It was great practice for ourtraining, but when Sofia took her back over to London two yearsago, all the Leeches went with them.â
He rested his elbowson his knees as he leant forward. âSo, they were only here forHeather?â
âLike I said, anInfected has two choices: be turned or be killed. The fact that sheis a member of this family and the first born Infected, Christ, shewas famous amongst the undead.â
âDo they still wanttâkill her?â
âAye, which is anotherreason weâre going tâLondon tâfind her. Sofia died two months ago,and Heather is all alone, well, apart from the Werewolf my auntsent to herââ
âIâm sorry, did yousay Werewolf? Werewolves exist?â
I glanced over myshoulder at him. âYou said there were some at the facility?â
âNo, I said there wereapparently wolves at the facility.â
âWell, theredefinitely were as there is mention of the Were-gene in yourfile.â
âWere-gene?â
âTheââ
âI donât think my headcan take any more tonight.â He fell against the backrest, eyeswide. âSo, youâre telling me there are people in this world thatcan turn into wolves?â
âNot exactly. Thinkmore wolfman.â
âSo, they just becomehairy men.â
âHave you seen thefilm Van Helsing?â
âThe one with HughJackman?â
âThat type ofwolfman.â
âOh my god.â
âAnd they donât likeVampires.â
âKinda guessed thatfrom the mess of the facility. So, Iâm going tâhave a VampireSlayer and a Werewolf trying tâkill me as soon as we show up to herdoor.â
âI wonât let them killyou.â
A satisfying âohâsounded in his throat. âSo, you do care.â
âNo.â I looked at himthrough the mirror. âI want answers, and having you alive, I meanmobile, will make it easier.â
âAre you seriously nothappy tâsee me?â He held his thumb and index finger up. âNot even awee bit?â
âI havenât seen you inten years, Than, and you show up out of the blue as aââ My throatconstricted. I looked back at the road. âI kill Vampires. Itâs whatI do. The fact that I invited you on tâour land, that Iâm sat herehaving a normal conversation with you, it goes against everything Ibelieve, everything I have been trained tâdo.â
âElle, it's still me.I havenât changed.â His hand landed on my left shoulder, causingtension to seize my spine.
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