Chapter 160

As if on cue, Raziel cleared his throat and set the backpack on the ground, unzipping it to reveal a brown bag. Instantly, the smell of blood strengthened. I gasped despite myself. There were blood bags in the backpack. That stop along the road, while I'd been asleep . . . we must've visited a blood bank or hospital. I squirmed uncomfortably as Raziel pulled out three bags of donated blood, each one a different type. I had no clue how to feel, and my Wolf was equally befuddled. We despised vampires, and would never have thought of giving blood to one, yet here we were. The compassionate side of me pitied Vivian, but then I remembered everything the vampires had done to us. I didn't know what to make of the situation. Raziel handed the bags to Rebekah, who in turn slowly approached the shackled vampire. I wanted to rush forward, to stop her from approaching that despicable creature, but forced my feet to remain still. I had to trust Gabriel's mother. Working wi