I probably should have been afraid. Should have been, but wasn't. Instead, I stood my ground.
So what if he was a vampire? So what if he was more than a little crazy? He was hurting and I suddenly knew how to help. I grinned, Tessa would be so proud of me. I stepped forward, hardly aware of what I was doing. I dropped to my knees near Victor's head and ran my index finger across my other wrist, sending a tiny blade of black light into it. Immediately, a thin slit opened and I began to bleed.
"Here. Drink" was all I said.
