Blood Claimed by Heather MacKinnon

Author:Heather MacKinnon [MacKinnon, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-11-10T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Charlotte

“Have you always been a vampire?”

My quiet question broke the silence between us. I didn’t know what he’d been thinking about, but I’d been running back through everything that happened to me in the past two weeks to find where this made sense.

It was almost like I’d been trying to solve a puzzle without a clear picture of what it was supposed to look like when it was done. Now that I knew what I was really dealing with, the pieces were starting to fall into place.

“No,” he finally said. “I was changed when I was twenty-three years old.”

“And how old are you now?” He couldn’t have been older than thirty. Could he have been a vampire for seven years already?”

He glanced at me out of the corner of his eye, hands tightening around the poor steering wheel again. “Five hundred and seventy-three.”

I waited for him to crack a smile, or laugh at me, but he did neither of those things. He just stared out the windshield, his shoulders so tense they almost reached his ears. Slowly, realization sank in and I knew he was serious. He really was hundreds and hundreds of years old. And he was sitting right next to me. Looking like he was barely old enough to rent a car.

“That’s… unbelievable,” I finally said, at a loss for more words than that.

He scoffed. “That’s one way to look at it,” he muttered under his breath.

I watched him carefully, noting his furrowed brows and the grim set of his mouth. He looked… angry. Was he mad I was asking these questions? He’d said he’d answer them. Maybe he’d changed his mind.

“Are my questions bothering you?” I asked softly. If he really didn’t want to talk about this, we didn’t have to. I had a million more questions that had nothing to do with him being a vampire. I was just so curious, I couldn’t help but want to know more about him.

He chuckled darkly. “No, it’s the answers that bother me.”

I frowned at him. “I don’t understand.”

“Good.”

I blew out an irritated breath. “I guess some things don’t change.”

“Like what?” he snapped back.

“Like you being an asshole.”

The corner of his lip twitched, and I figured that was as good a sign as any that I could continue.

“Is blood all you drink?”

The smile fell off his face as quickly as it arrived. “Yes.”

My stomach twisted uncomfortably as I thought through the ramifications of that. I had a million more questions, but I knew I had to tread lightly.

“Does it… hurt them?” I asked, my voice barely audible over the hum of the engine.

“Not if I don’t want it to.”

“Do you want it to?”

He turned to give me a disgusted look. “Of course not.”

I let out a deep breath, my insides coming untangled the slightest bit. “How do you stop it from hurting?” I asked, my fingers drifting to the still-bleeding wound on my neck. I didn’t remember being bitten or how that felt, but it was sore now.

I turned to find him looking at me, the anger clear on his face.

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