#Chapter 205 - Devon’s a Vampire?

Jane “So, what does that mean exactly? If I prick my finger in front of you, are you going to go all Dracula on me?” I squeak, my mind absolutely reeling with this revelation. “Of course not.” Devon laughs, “I wouldn’t have ever rejoined shifter society if I couldn’t control myself, Jane.” “It must be difficult though, if you see or smell blood?” I guess. “No harder than it is for you to see a nice meal laid out in front of you. As long as I’m not starved to the point of insanity, I can easily keep that part of me in check.” He explains “Well what about food? I mean I’ve seen you eat regular meals.” I’m leaning towards him now, so intrigued by this news that I can’t bring myself to be frightened or upset – not yet anyway. “I can eat regular food.” He shares, the corners of his mouth tugging into a frown as he watches my avid expression. “I just also have to drink blood a few times a week.” Now a healthy dose of fear does trickle through my senses. I’m trying to resist th