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JULIAN POV

I wake with her held tight in my arms. I feel my fangs lengthen again. I move slightly, skimming my lips along her neck. I hear her low hiss and sink them in, retracting them and drinking deeply. Just as I swipe my tongue over my bite, there is a knock on the door and a soft female voice.

"Maddason, are you awake, sweetheart? Your father wants to see you..."

She goes to move, but I tighten my arms and whisper into her ear, "Stay, rest, I drank a lot from you..."

"But my father?"

"I will see him. I will also get the young maid at the door to bring you some blood bags. You will need them. As I said, I drank a lot and you will feel very weak."

I feel her relax again as her breathing evens once more. I untangle my arms from around her and get up. I walk to the door and open it just as the maid is about to knock again. I put my finger to my lips, step out, closing the door behind me as I say,

"Can you make sure three bags of blood are brought up for Maddason in about an hour a