I will not have fighting or disrespect in my class. Now get on those pillars and make the run and jump.”
“Fine,” I mutter, shoving away from them both and running to the pillar. I push off the ground and instead of landing on the pillar, I just miss the top but catch the edge with my hands, scraping them as I hold on. I pull myself up and balance on top, albeit a little shakily.
“Trust in your abilities. In your blood, Kaitlyn,” Mr. Evetide shouts up. “Close your eyes, that sometimes helps. You could be overthinking this.”
Okay, Kaitlyn...you can do this. Come on. Miranda cannot win this argument by me proving her right. I close my eyes before resting my arms back, and without overthinking it, I jump and then jump again. Soon it becomes a natural movement, my feet always hitting the pillar perfectly without fail. I open my eyes to see the other vamps are running with me, and right in this moment, I’m part of the vampire coven...and I don’t hate it.
“How was class?” Thallon asks as I take my boots off and leave them by the door. A wave of dizziness hits me before I can answer, and Thallon catches me before I fall to the floor. He carries me to the bed, and I’m sure he is talking even as all I hear is the sound of his heartbeat, the way his neck looks so inviting. Shaking my head, I push him away, climbing back on the bed.
“You’re feeling better then?” I question him.
Thallon frowns, reaching for me, but I jump away until my head hits the headboard. “Don’t come closer. I-I need Ren.”
“No, you don’t. Talk to me, Kaitlyn,” he softly asks, inching closer. I shake my head once more, but it doesn’t stop him as he climbs on to the bed but doesn’t touch me. He watches me like a deer he could easily spook, and right now I feel like one. “It’s me, Kaitlyn. The doofus you liked to play board games with and beat all the time. How did you do that, by the way?”
I chuckle, shaking my head. “Luck.”
“Something like that, sure,” he replies with a grin. Biting on my lip, I search his eyes as I finally tell him what is going on.
“I’m half vampire, and I know I need blood to feed. I can hear your blood like a siren’s call, and being around you is difficult.”
As Thallon lifts his wrist, I stare at him in shock. “You saved my life, and there isn’t anything I wouldn’t give you, Kaitlyn.”
“You’re not disgusted by me?” I ask before lowering my voice. “I know I am.”
Thallon moves closer on the bed and surprises me by cupping the back of my neck and kissing me. His lips softly move against my own, and like it’s a drug, I’m quickly addicted, wanting more, but he pulls back. “You’re a vampire, and there is nothing about you that is disgusting, Kaitlyn. Feeding is natural to you, don’t fight it with me. I will never make you.”
“Thallon…” I whisper, tears brimming in my eyes. When did I get lucky enough to have Thallon in my life? I sure as hell don’t deserve him. Before I can reply, Thallon pushes his wrist against my lips, and a natural instinct takes over inside me. In a flash, I feel two of my teeth extend, and I sink them into his wrist. The first taste is incredible, like nothing I could ever imagine, and I close my eyes as the pleasure spreads all over my body. Thallon’s groan fills my ears as I struggle with how amazing he tastes and how turned on I am. Forcing myself to stop, I pull my mouth away and look up to see Thallon’s cheeks burning red before he kisses me, pushing me back on the bed and covering me with his very hard body. I moan, enjoying his touch until he suddenly stops, jumping off me, and I sit up in confusion as he climbs off the bed, limping as he sucks in a deep breath. I flick my eyes to his wrist, which slowly drips blood down his hand onto the floor.
“Do you not want me?” I whisper, not understanding why he stopped. Thallon’s eyes widen, and he laughs before coming back to me, picking up my hand.
“That was hot, but we should stop. I don’t want magic to be the reason we lose control,” Thallon softly tells me