Chapter 38

[Eleanor's POV]

My gaze is fixed on the sink in the pantry. A dark red viscous liquid stuck to some of the white ceramic, then my eyes shifted to the bottle in my hand. This is the third time I've tried to drink the blood that Greg brought me, and the third time I've vomited it. Does this blood expire?

I placed the bottle on the counter and turned on the sink faucet until all the blood on the ceramic disappeared. I rubbed my stomach while reaching for the cell phone that Greg gave me earlier, then sent a short message regarding the blood supply he gave before returning to bed. I know the early stages of pregnancy are very risky, at least for humans, so I have to ask for a new blood supply as soon as possible even though I'm not really hungry yet. There's still enough health for Alastair for the next few hours, or so. I closed my eyes as sleep overtook me. Where is Nick now? Is he looking for me? That question became my last thought before my sleepiness couldn't be resisted anymore.

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