My Blood Approves 4 - Wisdom Read Free

found myself craving him. I hungered for Bobby’s blood more than any other human. Standing this close to him, smelling him, reminded me that it had been over a week since I had eaten.
    Milo had not taken it well when I bit Bobby before. Sharing a human with another vampire is unsettling. For weeks afterward, he’d followed me around like a puppy, causing many a fight between the three of us. Biting intensifies the feelings you already for each other. Eventually it faded, but even now, I felt protective of Bobby.
    As Milo looked over Bobby’s wounds, he wrinkled his nose in disgust, smelling Daisy on the bite.
    “You need to get it washed up and put a Band-Aid on,” Milo said, dropping Bobby’s arm.
    “Alright.” Bobby climbed down off the bed. He looked down at his pants, splattered with droplets of blood, and sighed. “I’m gonna have to throw these pants out! Dammit! I loved these pants.”
    Bobby took the whole “getting attacked by a vampire” thing pretty well, but he actually had more experience with them than either Milo or me. He got involved with them when he was eighteen, so he had two more years dealing with this than we did.
    He went into the bathroom to get cleaned up, and I looked back at Milo. “Mae has completely lost her mind,” I said in a hushed voice, but Milo didn’t say anything. “You can’t tell me you’re on her side.”
    He hopped off the bed and wiped off the blood on his side. Using the mirror hanging on the wall, he studied his wounds, and some would’ve been serious if he wasn’t a vampire. The bite marks on his shoulders and arms were nearly healed already.
    “I’m not on anybody’s side,” Milo said at length.
    “Daisy almost killed your boyfriend,” I said. Milo turned back to look at me, meeting my eyes evenly.
    “So did you.”
    “That’s different.” I shook my head. “I was dying. She’s an out of control child.”
    “Maybe,” Milo admitted. “But what are we gonna do about it? You want me to go kill her?”
    I didn’t know what I wanted him to do, but Daisy clearly wasn’t safe. This was the first time anything like this had happened since we’d been here, but she was crazier than any vampire I’d seen.
    I didn’t have a good answer, and Milo didn’t want to talk about it. I went back to my room to sulk, since there wasn’t anything better to do. Peter came up a little while later to fix the bedroom door, and he warned us that Bobby shouldn’t be left alone anymore.
    I was mad at Mae, so I wanted to spend a long time hiding out in my room. Then I realized that she was mad at me, so hiding would probably please her. To spite her, I decided to get up.
    When I got down stairs, Daisy sat in the dining room. Coloring books and crayons were spread out all over the round table. Her hair had been tied up with a ribbon, and she had changed into a frilly pink and white sundress.
    Her fingers healed up completely, making it possible for her to hold the crayons as she colored. She sang “Across the Universe” in an angelically perfect voice, and I’m sure that her Beatles repertoire was all Mae’s influence.
    It wasn’t that I didn’t understand where Mae was coming from. Daisy had been terminally ill, and if Mae hadn’t turned her, she would’ve died. Daisy was her great-grandchild, and she was an adorable, sweet girl… when she wasn’t a terrifying demon from hell. She was just much too young to have any impulse control, and she was going to be stuck looking like a perfect five-year-old for the rest of her life.
    “Hi, Alice,” Daisy chirped. She kept coloring and didn’t look up at me, but she’d stopped singing. Under the table, I could see her legs swinging back and forth.
    “Hey,” I said stiffly. I wasn’t the best at interacting with children, especially sometimes monstrous ones. “Where is Mae?”
    “Hanging up laundry on the clothes line. She said I could stay inside if I promised not to go anywhere,” Daisy informed me.
    Mae