Claiming the Dhampir: Book 3 (The Last Dhampir) by Sara Sines

Author:Sara Sines [Sines, Sara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-07-23T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Nathan

Iwoke with the setting sun just like every other day. Unlike every other day, though, my thirst for blood had me snarling as soon as my eyes opened. Sitting up, I rolled to the edge of the bed and groaned. My body ached, and it only took a second to remember why. Brance and his sadistic followers.

Another second passed, and the memory of Lorna’s blood made my head spin. The promise of power and strength made me shiver with anticipation, but the taste of her … At the time, I was too weak and addled to appreciate the exquisiteness of her magical essence. I wanted more.

And I hated that it only took once to fall into this addiction. I loathed myself for being too weak to hold out for human blood. I never should’ve let my guard down and allowed myself to be lured into the fae’s grasp. But I had, and now I’d live with the consequences.

“That bad?”

My head snapped up at the sound of Damon’s voice in my bedroom. He sat next to the door in one of the dining room chairs too small to accommodate his demon form. That wasn’t all he’d brought with him. Three glasses rested on my dresser—glasses full of blood. I drew in a deep breath, trying to take in the scent of Lorna’s blood.

“Is that hers?” I asked, nodding at the blood but not moving to take it.

“No,” Damon said.

Disappointment mixed with my gratitude as I rose and tried not to run to the dresser. My body had mostly healed—probably because of Lorna’s blood—but I was famished. I didn’t want anyone to see me less than composed and in control. Even though Damon had witnessed me in all of my moods, I hated appearing weak.

Someone had removed all my clothes except my boxer briefs and attempted to wash the blood from my skin. Probably Damon or Elliott. I hoped. I needed a shower and clean clothes. I glanced back at my bed and frowned at the blood-stained sheets. I should probably just toss them out.

I drained the first glass in seconds, not even tasting the warmed liquid as it slid down my throat. With the second glass, I had time to savor my nourishment. Only there was nothing to savor. It tasted bland and even a little bitter. I curled my lip, then forced myself to drink it anyway. I knew it was my body’s craving for dhampir blood that would make everything else taste awful.

I tried to ignore the way Damon watched me with knowing eyes and a sympathetic grimace.

I emptied the second glass and reached for the last one. The thought of forcing it down my throat made my stomach curl. Maybe I’d wait and see if two was enough to finish healing my broken body. It would never be enough to stop my cravings for Lorna.

“Is Brance dead?” I asked.

“Elliott killed him.”

I’d hoped that bastard hadn’t escaped. I would’ve found a way to kill him myself if he had.

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