#Chapter 11 Did you save me for my blood?

Alyson's POV I was very afraid. But I wanted to try. "Donna, could you leave for a moment?" "What?" She spluttered through tears. "I think I might be able to help, but I'd prefer if you leave." She looked a little baffled. "If you can help. Anything is worth a try." Unlike Michael, she was trusting. Nothing in her face held any suspicions of me. As soon as she stepped out of the cabin. I took some warm water in a cup. I poked at the cut on my wrist till I could get a few drops of blood into the water. I entered Ryan's room. It smelt like him there. I hesitated in the doorway, wondering if this might be a mistake. I worried that he would change after he tasted the blood. Even if he'd been kind up to now, what if this changed how he was with me. What if we stopped training and spending all the time together because he would lock me away as an imprisoned blood provider? Life was about taking cha