Page 88 of A University of Betrayal

Adrian simply walked to the car, where Miles had already pushed the girl into the back seat, and I had no choice but to follow him, snorting. At the car, the sweet smell hit me again, and I realized that it wasn’t the girl’s Victoria’s Secret perfume.

“Shit, he’s had too much to drink,” David said, and I held my breath again. Something that normally helped with my craving for blood but didn’t help at all right now.

“What does that mean?” I asked, puzzled.

Adrian looked at me annoyed, as if I were a small child. “It means you ‘re going to sit in the front seat, and we’re going to take the girl home.”

I ignored his tone and looked at David.

“Do you know where she lives?”

David just nodded, and I could read the concern from his expression before he disappeared into the back seat of the sports car.

I got in, still too perplexed, which ironically helped me to block out Adrian’s annoying behavior.

Then we drove off.

Whatever had happened to her, it upset me. Seeing the blood on her body brought back unpleasant memories of the past, and I struggled to push them away.

Then there was the divine smell, which made me clench my teeth and look into the mirror with narrowed eyes, where my faintly glowing red eyes were reflected. They were glowing through the contact lenses,damn it.

I caught Miles’ face through the rearview mirror, his expression revealing that he was tense and not relaxed himself. The girl, seemingly unconscious, hopefully just asleep, lay there, leaning against his chest while he looked out the window, his jaw working. What was wrong with him?

A strong, sweet smell mingled with the one that was already making my mouth water. I jerked my head to the side, where Adrian was holding out a plastic bag filled with dark red liquid labeledAB.My eyes widened as my stomach began to growl.

“Drink this.”

When I didn’t take it, he placed the cool bag on my lap, and I winced. There was... blood on my lap. And he demanded that I drink it...

I didn’t hesitate another second, grabbed the bag, twisted the top open and brought the bag to my dry lips.

A few seconds later, the liquid ran down my throat like syrup. My body craved it, sucking fiercely on the pouch until I realized that nothing more was coming. I lowered the bag breathlessly and licked my lips.

My eyes wandered back to Adrian, who was staring at me as if I had shocked him. His expression seemed petrified.

“It’s green,” David remarked, and Adrian’s foot hit the gas as he turned away from me.

I stared at him for a few more seconds, but finally turned my attention to the road.

How would I ever come to terms with the fact that he was my uncle?

Chapter 17

Bayla

All Through the Night

Sleeping At Least

I was about to turn on my heel when the door opened.

For a moment, I was unable to say anything.

Mady was wearing a hoodie that was far too big for her, her greasy hair resembled a bird’s nest and her emerald green eyes were very red, as was her petite nose.

“Mady...” I started, but when I couldn’t find the right words, I stepped toward her and wrapped her in my arms. “I’m so sorry. I found out far too late.”

Mady said nothing, let herself be hugged, and I glanced into the hallway where shoes, clothes and empty cereal boxes covered the floor.

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