Confessions of a Wannabe Vampire by Joanna Ogan

Author:Joanna Ogan [Ogan, Joanna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror | Vampires
Published: 2018-06-15T04:00:00+00:00

Confession 17

Sometimes, first impressions aren’t always right.

The next morning, I make the mistake of journeying down to the dining room for breakfast. Not having dinner the night before spurred me out of bed, into a shower, through dressing, and out of the door, heading to the dining room on the second floor. A few of the castle’s paid staff directed me when I became lost, but soon enough, I find myself walking through the large door in the familiar room.

The moment my eyes land on Marcus and Bianca, I want to flee back upstairs. But no—I stand up taller—I have decided to face everything head on. No more cowering in my room. I’ve been raised as the Halifax Dilecta, and that’s exactly what I’ll be.

“Good morning,” I say, crossing the room and dropping down into an empty chair across from the golden beauty.

She sips her coffee, her emerald gaze considering me over the top of the delicate cup.

“Good morning, Miss Halifax,” Marcus greets warmly. “I trust you slept well.”

I nod. “Like a rock.”

“Wonderful.” He tears off a piece of scone and pops it into his mouth.

“How about you, Miss Demms?” I shoot her a wry look.

She raises an eyebrow, lowering her cup. “Quite well myself. Thank you.”

The gentle, gracious woman was all façade. Her demeanor screams sophisticated businesswoman, and her lack of patience with my arrival tells me I’m not wholly welcome, but not entirely unwelcome either. Basically, she doesn’t care whether I live or die.

Yeah…she’s a peach.

Now that pleasantries are out of the way, I look down at the plate that’s been set in front of me. Strawberries and cream crepes? My taste buds spring to attention.

“What do you have planned for today?” Marcus inquires once he’s finished chewing, and I glance up from my reverential inspection of breakfast.

“I thought I’d visit the gardens.”

At my response, he smiles. “May I join you?

“Sure.” I pick up my fork and drop my eyes back to my plate. “I’d love that.”

Without another word, I dig in. The first bite is magic, the second is absolute perfection, and the third is pure genius. I think that, by the fifth, my eyes have rolled into the back of my head. Soon, I’m scraping the last of the cream from the plate with the side of the fork, the scratch of metal on porcelain grating my nerves.

When I look up, both Marcus and Bianca are watching me with different expressions.

“Good?” he asks, amused, while she simply sighs and goes back to reading whatever is in the file spread next to her empty plate and half-drunk coffee.

I duck my head, a blush stealing up my face, and setting the fork down, laugh uncomfortably. “Very.”

“Would you care to join us, love?” he asks his daughter.

She waves him away, not looking up from her task, and shakes her head. “With Luca returning later this week, I need to make sure the documents are completed for the blood bank in Adjud.”

“Very well.” He rises and presses a kiss to the top of her head.

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