“So, you’re…” I trailed off as I searched his face, but he refused to finish my sentence. He didn’t move a single inch as he stared at me. “You’re of the Blood Court.”
“I am born of blood and magic,” he corrected me with a voice that was resolute. “I am neither of the Blood Court nor the Fae Court fully. But I choose to serve my father.”
“But you’re still—” My voice trembled.
“Yes, Adara,” he cut me off. “I am half vampyre.”