Theo's POV:
The group of witches just looked at me as if I had just grown three more heads and each head had a different expression on it. I know what I told them sounds impossible but I know what I can taste and it isn't just one blood type. There's even more in there than just that, the part that gives it that amazing flavor and is so addicting. I just have no idea what is causing it.
"Did you forget who she is to start with?" I asked them, mostly directing the question towards the head witch.
"She's the one and only in the world to carry a royal vampire baby," I added when no one responded and continued to look at me cluelessly.
"Are you f*****g serious!" One shouted.
"That's her?" Another said.
"Are you sure? There has never been one to survive in the past." The head witch said,
