Token Vampire (Token Huntress Book 2) Read Free Page B

myself.
                  Grabbing the bottle, I offered it to Chase. “Hurry up and drink it,” I said with a slight exhausted stumble as I walked towards him.
                  “Esmore, you must eat,” he said sternly.
                  “I will not be told what I must and mustn’t do. I will not be this monster,” I paused recalling the same mimicked word that Tythian spoke. Monster.
                  “I know you thirst, you are weak,” Chase said trying to reach out to me.
                  “You either drink this now, or I smash it. I will neither be weak in my physical state nor my temptation of this.” After much resistance, Chase grabbed the bottle and drank it, he knew I was not one to be forced into things once I have claimed I would not. I could not become what I hated most.
                  “Esmore, I have an apple if you would like one,” Julia’s voice spoke from the darkness as only little light was emanated from the candle on the table. Obviously the small backpack she had under hooded attire was pre-packed with food. The sobbing Julia I had found in her room and thought to have rescued from the Guild; might have already been planning her own escape and rescue of Dillian, before my own intervention. She scurried through her bag before presenting it to me. I could see the slight pulse in her wrist as she offered it to me.
                  “Please throw it to me,” I said casually, not daring to go any closer. I knew I was pushing a certain part of me that was too greatly tempted. Snatching the apple out of the air, I tore the empty bottle from Chase’s hand and smashed it over the table, so I was left with the remains of the shattered glass as a weapon. The shattering of pieces forced Dillian to jump. I had never seen him so rattled, especially because of me. What did I look like for him to be so alert against? What was it that he now saw?
                  “I’ll watch over the door, you all get rest,” I instructed to Dillian and Julia, ignoring the promiscuous look Chase gave me.
                  You are so bossy, Chase interjected in to my thoughts. Yet, it turns me on. I could sense the purr in his tone. I gave him a very stern glare. He always fooled around, no matter how serious the issue at hand. Already understanding my thoughts he replied. Esmore we escaped death today, and yes we have a lot of problems at hand now, but just for today please show me one smile, in which I never thought I would see again.
                  You lied to me about Whitney’s conditioning. I am so damn thirsty, I am struggling to think. But I can’t be a monster anymore, a creature that defies death and normality. I am a Huntress, in a coven full of vampires, and yet I am hiding in the shadows uncertain of whether to kill them or not. I am not okay. Most certainly not okay with you lying to me.
                  He blew air from his cheeks dramatically. Dillian exchanged an odd glare between the two of us as he sat on the edge of the bed and watched over Julia as she sat in the corner eating a pear.
                  Chase grabbed my attention once again as I sat on the wooden chair against the door. An apple will not sustain you. You may be able to eat both human food and drink blood as a vampire, but let me assure you that the one and only thing that will sustain you now is quenching your thirst. No matter how arrogant you are to this Esmore, you are a new vampire. You can’t control it without being taught.
                  Again I felt that tender mixture of darkness and love for Chase torture me. Why could I only feel love or appreciation with Chase or Mum, why my emotions was, or what little emotions I had, so heightened? I wanted to kill him and kiss him all at once.
                  I took a savage bite into my apple and looked to the dirty rocky