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mind. I couldn’t begin to imagine why he would do such a thing to me. I wanted to scream and shout but the healing would take time because my body was running so low on human blood. I struggled to turn my head to look at him.
    “Teagan, I’m, I’m so sorry. I thought—I don’t know what I thought. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I smelled something, something very different. I thought someone had broken in.” He slumped against the doorframe, attempting to steady his shaking limbs. His usual pale hue appeared deathly, almost blue. His gaze was cast down, scrutinising a patch of the bathroom floor as his spindly fingers pinched the bridge of his nose.
    “Ok, Thomas, we can talk about this later. Do you mind covering me with a towel or something?” I kept my voice even and low, not wishing to cause another mystery outburst. I realised I was defenceless against him right then and experiences from my human life had taught me it was best to remain calm and not attempt retaliation. I would have to deal with what had happened another time.
    “Or perhaps you could move me to the bed? I’m sort of unable to move at the moment.”
    “Oh, oh right. Yes, certainly.” He left the bathroom. His usually perfect posture looked slumped as he returned with the bedspread, his mouth downturned. He hurried to cover me up and then scooped me up off the floor. At least I had no need to worry about lasting damage.
    “You didn’t feed?” Thomas kept his face forward, unable to meet my eyes, his brows knitted. He was confused about why I hadn’t healed yet.
    “Yes, I fed,” I snapped as he placed me on the bed. Pain shot through me but I refused to show him the agony he’d caused. I’d be mended soon enough. I just had to get through the day.
    “Oh, well, why—” he rubbed his chin and shook his head as if suddenly unsure he wanted the answer to how I’d exhausted the blood so quickly.
    I laughed a mad maniacal laugh. “You’re asking me why?” I raised my eyebrow.
    “Whom did you feed from?” he demanded through gritted teeth, resting on the bed beside me.
    “I’m not sure why you’re questioning me. Shouldn’t I be interrogating you, Thomas?” I hissed as he bit into his wrist and offered me the blood that seeped out. I shook my head. I wasn’t going to allow him to use a ‘get out of jail free card’. “It’s been many years since I took a beating. You’re the last person I expected to dole out that kind of treatment again,” I continued in a softer voice edged with disappointment. He winced and I felt an odd satisfaction at seeing that.
    “Did the feed have an odd aroma?”
    “No, why?”
    “Where’d you go?”
    “I fed in the park, as you suggested. Then I went for a drink in a bar.” I bit my lip as I realised he’d picked up Marc’s scent. The meaning, I had yet to discover. It had seemed strange how a human had engaged such powerful emotions in me. He definitely wasn’t a vampire. The sun had kissed his skin. In fact, he reeked of sunshine. Then what was he? As far as I knew, there were vampires and humans. That’s all, nothing else.
    “Did you catch a whiff anything different, Teagan? It’s important.” His head was bowed, looking up at me through his eyelids, lips pursed. I shook my thoughts away. I’d surely know if others existed.
    “Yes, I did. I thought it was just new blood.” I told the truth, but I knew this had to have more meaning.
    “You didn’t find the source?”
    “No, Thomas.” I waved my hand around suffering tightness in my chest. “I’m tired, I have to sleep, to heal.” I narrowed my eyes at him.
    He sighed as he stood up.
    “I want you to think carefully about why you attacked me. I need an explanation. Did you do this based on a scent? What is it you can smell? I need to know.” My voice tailed off into a whisper. 
    I knew he’d heard me as he closed my bedroom door, because I heard him let out a heavy sigh. I only wished I had the energy to stay awake to