Block of ice

When a normal person touches me, so accidentally makes skin contact, then it's like a surge of electricity that goes through my body and gives me ... a kick. All my senses are on food and I see hot, pulsating veins instead of bodies everywhere. ”

Njal took his hand away and I mourned her a little inside. So did monsters occasionally need to be close? "I do not know. I have never heard of it. Presumably, it's instinct that allows you to get the prey down quickly and efficiently. To be honest, I've never met a newbie like you. Normally they hide their newborn children like little babies and don't let them out into the world until they are five to seven years old. ”

“ So I was something like ... luck? ”Despite this 'freedom', I felt particularly happy anyway Not.

"Oh well. We suspect that during this time they teach them to control their thirst and to get to know themselves in their new form. ”

Sounded not exactly tingly, but still better than being exposed in ignorance. By the time you're released everyone thinks you're dead, but me? I always had to be careful not to take the wrong step. Often times I even felt like a drug addict in abstinence. Just awful.

"Should I touch you again?"

I was about to shout> Yes! <And throw myself into his arms, only to finally have some skin contact again, but I demonstratively hid my head behind the coffee cup. I would definitely not give myself this shame.

"Okay, just let me know if you want to cuddle with me." I hissed at him and pulled my legs up again to hide them under my loose wool sweater.

"Idiot." I mumbled into my cup and got a bright smile in return. Immediately my dislike of him was reported again, but this time I knew why.

"Isles ... I just wanted to say ... even if I now know what you are and know your true story, that's why I don't like you less, okay? If there is anything, you come to me immediately. I'm serious. From now on I want you to trust me completely in all things. This is the only way I can protect you here in Iceland, from the other wolves. ”

I nodded my thanks and looked at the ground, ashamed. “Thank you, Njal. But I don't understand why you still want to trust me when I've already pissed off your guests. I mean ... A lot of them are determined, like you and I ... just took advantage of them. "

" Up to now you knew little about yourself and absolutely nothing about my kind. You fought for yourself and ironically even in the most dangerous place anywhere in the world. ”His look cheered me up and his words comforted me.

- - - - -

A vampire who lives among werewolves? Strange isn't it? Especially since I didn't notice any difference whatsoever. Neither through the blood nor through their behavior. They are perfectly normal people. Start families, work, die and laugh together. Everyone gets their hands dirty and takes care of the others on this small island. Of course there is also competitive behavior, but how does it differ from humans?

"Do you know why I really wanted to work in the hospital and why I even influenced someone in a management position?" Njal shook his head thoughtfully. “Because I wanted to give something back to people. In return for the fact that they keep me alive in the truest sense of the word, I wanted to make the time when they are helpless easier. At least it feels to me ... easier to take something from them and, among other things, it is easier to impose my will on someone if they trust me. "

" And that is generally done with sisters, I understand that. "

Yes, this method calmed my guilty conscience at least a little. In spite of everything, I still found it fruitful to steal someone's lifeblood. “I just wish there was an easier method. I can't plunder the blood donations either, that wouldn't be fair to the people who really need it and I find it ... impersonal ... somehow. ”

Njal actually seemed to feel sorry for me and gave me consolation for the next few hours . Since I couldn't offer him anything to eat, the only thing left to do was offer him a place to sleep, because he looked extremely tired. "Are you going to Rejkavik now?"

I nodded. "Yes, in fifteen minutes, I just have ... to do something." I explained evasively and pointed to the cellar door.

“Okay, just do what you can't stop, I don't mind. But maybe you can take me to Rejkavik with you? I live there and am much too tired to drive the car

myself . ” “ Of course. ”After how he accepted me ... and especially his words ... It all meant a lot to me, especially there I had lived very secluded for two years. Finally talking to someone again ... without having to lie! It was downright liberating.

I hurried down to get a blood bag and put it in the microwave, like last night. I actually didn't like microwaving the blood as it had a strange burnt taste afterwards, but unfortunately I didn't have the time to let it thaw.

While my "meal" warmed up, I slipped into my warm boots and pulled on my coat. "Oh, are you finished?" Asked Njal when he came out of the toilet and yawned extensively.

“No, not directly. I need to defrost it in the microwave. But I'll have it soon. Just give me a moment. ”

“ Stop! ”Njal ordered suddenly.

"What?" I looked at him irritated.

"You don't seriously want to go to work like that?" There was a slight growl in his voice as he pointed to my bare legs, which were tucked into shorts.

"Oh ... Not necessarily, no." I admitted and hurried into the kitchen to get my bag, which was still a bit cold, but at least not frozen anymore. Bag in my mouth and boots in hand, I ran up to put on "weatherproof" clothing and hopped down on one leg as I emptied the bag.

Laughing, Njal took the bag out of my mouth while I tried to get into my second boot. "What are you doing there? That doesn't look very healthy. "He joked and nudged my nose with his index finger, smiling, while he put the blood bag next to him on the dresser.

Confused by the warm feeling that filled my cheeks, I grabbed my nose and rubbed it as if the feeling would go away on its own.

"Are you okay?" Asked Njal, gently running his fingertips down my forearm. A tingling sensation and of course the unusual warm feeling followed his fingertips.

"Yes / Yes! Um ... we should go or I'll be late.

I'm sure the streets will be completely covered in snow after last night. ” I put on my jacket again, put on my hood and slipped into my gloves, while I discreetly dropped the empty blood bag behind the shelf. Njal did not miss it, however. “Why are you hiding it?”

“Well, yes. Call me paranoid, but if someone should happen to see a blood bag lying here somewhere, then I hardly think I'll get home safe, right? ”

He couldn't deny that. "Right. But a few scented candles could also do the job. ”Njal mumbled, held the door open for me and I locked the door behind him while he went to my car and started digging it up with my arm.

"Great. Stupid snow shovel! ”I cursed, as a mountain had been pushed up to my driveway once again. Cursing inwardly, I cleared the way with the snow shovel, but tossed the key to Njal so that he could keep the car warm.

"Are you sure I shouldn't help you?"

I waved it off. "No, you're helping me with just that, if you remove the white stuff from my car." Groaning, I pushed aside a block of ice with my hands and feet that a normal person would probably not even have moved.

"So. Ready! ”I exclaimed and dragged myself back to the car.

"Now that I know what you are, I'm seeing more and more signs of it." I looked at Njal in surprise as I started my car.

“What do you mean?”