The day Seymour and I mated, he waited patiently for everything to fall into place. He waited for the perfect time with patience.
This time, I am no longer a fragile human who can't handle him. I am too shy to admit it, but I am actually excited for us to be mated as vampires.
It's been a week since I was turned. To say that the adjustment was a piece of cake would be a lie. I had to adjust to my new weird palate. Seymour was right; however, I was still very hungry for human food as much as I am for blood, but this time, what used to disgust me now makes my mouth water. I never thought I'd find myself devouring a plate of raw steak with fresh blood still dripping from it.
According to him, because his blood is running through me and because we are mates, I am pretty much stronger than a
