#Chapter 94: Warning

Ardal Mingan stops abruptly at the edge of the treeline, the only demarcation between the dark and light. Even with her vampire white pallor, she’s the very picture of innocence - but I don’t trust my eyes. Instead, the image of a rabid, fanged demon flashes in my mind, making me feel frozen with fear. "Will she - eat me," I choke out. "No, of course not," he laughs, as if that was the most ridiculous assumption ever uttered. “Then what the hell was this for,” I say, pointing at the raised cow on my hand. "Some of them are - are dangerous," he says solemnly, "But I bring them blood, so we're on fairly friendly terms - and they're not out. Yet." Surely doctors had more honorable tasks. But he shrugs and smiles gently, as if it's nothing more than a professional courtesy, using his access to blood donations. I still can't move. The "yet," in his answer is giving me some trouble. I make a strangled attempt at a laugh. "Give me a shove then," I say, g