f**k. He couldn’t believe him, Cassia thought, as he made his way to the kitchen. He pulled the fridge open, and then he remembered that he was in the north. The vampires here don’t have bags of blood lying around in their fridge. They went out into the night to hunt for their food. He groaned, feeling the insatiable hunger he’d been living with for a year eating at his insides. He took a deep breath and stepped away from the fridge feeling dizzy. He staggered to the table.
“Hey? Are you alright,” Lou asked as she walked into the kitchen. He touched his arm as she got close to him. “You don’t look so good.”
Cassia shook his head and straightened. “No. I’m fine. I just got a little dizzy.”
Lou grasped his arms and pulled him close so that she could take a look at him. A throat was cle
