POV: CASSANDRA JAMES
I looked at the vampire who had gone to repair the door cause it was almost dawn and he needed to avoid sunlight.
He looked pale and weak that even a gust of wind would blow him away. I guessed he hadn't fed for days cause he had been taking care of me. I was thinking of a way to thank him for what he had done for me. I also wanted to thank him for telling me who I was.
Soon, he finished repairing the door. He staggered towards me slowly.
Looking at his state I stretched my wrist toward him.
"Drink my blood." I muttered.
"What did you just say?" He asked frowning.
"I said drink my blood." I replied. Deep down I was afraid he would suck me dry. But I once heard that vampires could control the way they suck the blood of their victims if they will, so that was what gave me a little courage.
"No, I can't." He replied weakly.
His reply shocked me. "Why can't you take it?" I asked.
"Cause I don't want to." He replied walking away from me.
