Chapter 132

His lips stay sealed. Is discouraging to see so much blood, but no wounds or cuts. His vampire genes allow him to heal much faster than ours. I flick my hand to the side, and the blade from the Moon Goddess appears from thin air. I watch as his eyes widen at the trick.

Anfisia walks to me, her arm held out. She places a small vial in my other hand.

I look back to Theron, his smile may have disappeared but mine just came out. "Let's do a little experiment." The blade slices through the pale skin of arm. Dark blood slowly seeps from the wound, but it closes quickly. "Open your mouth."

"No," his voice shakes.