¬ HILN
"I have been what?" I asked him, haunted.
My fingers instinctively flew to my lips and throat.
"Please, it's not something you have to worry a—"
"Of course, I will worry! I have been ingesting her blood thinking it was just some transformation potion all this while and you tell me not to worry?"
"Because it simply won't affect you."
I wanted to kick and scream about, but I reigned myself in.
"Why? Why do you believe it won't affect me? It was thanks to that that I became a vampire. You've seen through my memories yourself after all. You saw what it… what it…"
Wait…
My injuries.
No lower-ranking vampire healed that fast.
"Did that strand have some sort of influence over that?" I breathed out.
He smiled. "More than that, Hiln. Your father was a genetically engineered human possessing bloodlines belonging to many powerful families. All that planning, none of it is of the essence now that he made you one with the strand.
