The Vampire’s Servant novel Chapter 9

A little while later, Echo brought in a tray with two milkshakes. One was nearly black, probably mine, the other was pink. She set the dark one in front of me with a spoon and sat in the chair on the opposite side of the desk with the other one.

“I figured I’d take a break. I never got to have one of these, but I made them all the time.” She smiled.

“What flavor did you pick?” I asked.

“Strawberry.” She told me and started eating the treat.

I tasted mine. My sire was fond of blood foods, but never tried it myself. It was actually really good. Echo giggled as I was eating making me look up.

“I’m glad you like it. I was worried I wouldn’t mix it right. Mr. Springer told me about it. He said every blood type has a flavor that goes well with it. O type is chocolate, B is caramel, A is hazelnut, and AB is toasted almond. O is salty, B is sweet, A is tangy, and AB is a mix of the three. Or something like that.” She shrugged.

I thought about it as I ate my treat. Springer was the reason she knew this, not Drew. I forgot how intimate feeding can be when you have the same donor often. She would have been his friend, in a weird way, but he told me he was trying to bite her thigh.

That wasn’t something you did to a friend. That was foreplay. He didn’t even know what he was feeding on, he was naturally drawn to it.

“You seem a lot more relaxed than I expected in such a short time.” I observed.

“When you said you wouldn’t feed on me; it didn’t feel like a lie. It felt like the truth more than anything anyone has ever said to me. I trust you and I don’t know why.” She replied.

I did. Dhampyrs, like vampires, feel comfortable in the company of other vampires and dhampyrs. Echo knew I wouldn’t lie because of how I acted. Her relaxed attitude was because she didn’t have the threat there and could enjoy the feeling of being with her own kind.

“I need to talk to you about this whole situation.” I told her.

“Alright.” She sat up straighter and looked directly at me.

“I realized, I was pretty vague about what’s going on. I was angry at your parents and the state of affairs as a whole. So I’m going to reintroduce myself and tell you everything you need to know.” I said.

“I appreciate that. It’s pretty confusing to me.” Echo smiled softly.

“My name is Victor Nightshade. I am a member of the Vampire Council, a governing body which regulates our activities for the safety of both humans and vampires. I’ve just been named master of this territory. The region you live in.” I explained.

She nodded, taking in everything without question.

“I was hunting one of the vampires I made. He stole a lot of money from me a few years ago. When I found him, he told me about you. As a member of the council in earlier years, I created the rules we have against feeding on children. It was already a rule of my bloodline. He was sentenced to death along with every vampire who fed on you, or was on the waitlist to feed on you.”

“So, Mr. Springer is dead?” Echo asked.

“Yes. He was the last to die. Are you okay?”

“He was the nicest one, but I was scared of all of them. Thank you.” She said.

“It’s my job, but, after meeting you, I’m glad I was able to do it. I hunted all of the vampires and gathered information. There was a man watching your house, to see if there was anything else to be concerned about. He told me about your siblings, parents, and activities.

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