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the strength in you,” he mused, and then frowned. No doubt he would have noticed it before if he hadn’t been so smitten with her. “You don’t smell like any vampire I’ve ever met, but I can smell blood in the house.” Still holding her arm, he tugged her along behind him as he went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. There, amid the milk, butter, cheese, and eggs, he saw two bags of blood. He sniffed the air, then glanced over his shoulder. “Type AB negative, right?”
Kaitlyn looked at him as if she had never seen him before. “How do you know that?”
He stared at her, one brow arched. “Can’t you guess?”
“You can’t be one of us.” And yet, deep down, hadn’t she suspected that very thing? She shook her head. It was impossible. “My father’s never heard of you.”
“That’s okay,” Zack said flippantly. “I’ve never heard of him, either.” Taking her hand, Zack led the way back into the living room. Resuming his seat on the sofa, he pulled Kaitlyn down beside him. “I guess that explains why I could never read your thoughts.”
“And why I couldn’t read yours.” She grinned, thinking how remarkable it was that Zack was a vampire, too. She could hardly wait to tell her mom and dad. What would her dad think, when he learned that Zack was indeed one of them, and that he had managed to stay under the radar?
“How long have you been a vampire?” Zack asked. With the Undead, appearances were usually deceiving. He was a lot older than he looked.
“That’s a silly question. All my life, of course. And I’m only half. My mother is human.”
Zack stared at her as if she had suddenly started speaking a foreign language. “What?”
Kaitlyn felt her earlier excitement melt away like ice left too long in the sun. “You’re one of them, aren’t you? One of the Others.”
“Others?”
“My father told me there are two kinds of vampires. Our kind, who are born that way. And the Others, who are turned into vampires by an exchange of blood. Our people call themselves the Romanian vampires, although we don’t just inhabit Romania anymore.”
Zack shook his head. “I’ve never heard of anyone being born a vampire.”
“Our people are basically mortal until they turn twenty, and then the craving for human blood comes on us. Once we partake of it, we lose our humanity and our ability to eat human food and walk in the sun.”
“I’ve seen you eat.”
She shrugged. “It’s because I’m only half vampire.”
“Can you abide the daylight, as well?”
She nodded.
He grunted softly. Half human and half vampire. If that didn’t beat all. “Can all your people walk in the sun?”
“No, although my father can be awake and active in his cat form during the day.”
“Cat form?”
Kaitlyn nodded, smiling. “When he wants to be active during the day, he assumes the form of a big gray cat.” One of her earliest memories of her father was watching him transform himself from man to cat and back again. She had thought it was magic until her father explained that it was a gift bestowed on those born to Liliana. Her father used to tease her, saying it was because her grandmother was really a witch. Kaitlyn had believed him until Liliana set her straight.
“I am not a witch,” Liliana had told her. “But there is magic in my blood that gives my descendents the ability to change shape. There is only one real witch in the family, and that is Nadiya.”
Kaitlyn had never known if that was true or not, although it wouldn’t have surprised her. Nadiya Korzha was one of the most unpleasant women she had ever met.
Zack shook his head, thinking Kaitlyn’s people were the weirdest vampires he had ever heard of. He could be awake during the day if his life depended on it, but he was weak, sluggish. He could also change shape, although he preferred something larger and more intimidating than a cat. Most of his kind shifted into wolves; that was his preference, as
Kaitlyn looked at him as if she had never seen him before. “How do you know that?”
He stared at her, one brow arched. “Can’t you guess?”
“You can’t be one of us.” And yet, deep down, hadn’t she suspected that very thing? She shook her head. It was impossible. “My father’s never heard of you.”
“That’s okay,” Zack said flippantly. “I’ve never heard of him, either.” Taking her hand, Zack led the way back into the living room. Resuming his seat on the sofa, he pulled Kaitlyn down beside him. “I guess that explains why I could never read your thoughts.”
“And why I couldn’t read yours.” She grinned, thinking how remarkable it was that Zack was a vampire, too. She could hardly wait to tell her mom and dad. What would her dad think, when he learned that Zack was indeed one of them, and that he had managed to stay under the radar?
“How long have you been a vampire?” Zack asked. With the Undead, appearances were usually deceiving. He was a lot older than he looked.
“That’s a silly question. All my life, of course. And I’m only half. My mother is human.”
Zack stared at her as if she had suddenly started speaking a foreign language. “What?”
Kaitlyn felt her earlier excitement melt away like ice left too long in the sun. “You’re one of them, aren’t you? One of the Others.”
“Others?”
“My father told me there are two kinds of vampires. Our kind, who are born that way. And the Others, who are turned into vampires by an exchange of blood. Our people call themselves the Romanian vampires, although we don’t just inhabit Romania anymore.”
Zack shook his head. “I’ve never heard of anyone being born a vampire.”
“Our people are basically mortal until they turn twenty, and then the craving for human blood comes on us. Once we partake of it, we lose our humanity and our ability to eat human food and walk in the sun.”
“I’ve seen you eat.”
She shrugged. “It’s because I’m only half vampire.”
“Can you abide the daylight, as well?”
She nodded.
He grunted softly. Half human and half vampire. If that didn’t beat all. “Can all your people walk in the sun?”
“No, although my father can be awake and active in his cat form during the day.”
“Cat form?”
Kaitlyn nodded, smiling. “When he wants to be active during the day, he assumes the form of a big gray cat.” One of her earliest memories of her father was watching him transform himself from man to cat and back again. She had thought it was magic until her father explained that it was a gift bestowed on those born to Liliana. Her father used to tease her, saying it was because her grandmother was really a witch. Kaitlyn had believed him until Liliana set her straight.
“I am not a witch,” Liliana had told her. “But there is magic in my blood that gives my descendents the ability to change shape. There is only one real witch in the family, and that is Nadiya.”
Kaitlyn had never known if that was true or not, although it wouldn’t have surprised her. Nadiya Korzha was one of the most unpleasant women she had ever met.
Zack shook his head, thinking Kaitlyn’s people were the weirdest vampires he had ever heard of. He could be awake during the day if his life depended on it, but he was weak, sluggish. He could also change shape, although he preferred something larger and more intimidating than a cat. Most of his kind shifted into wolves; that was his preference, as
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