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I stare at him in confusion. “What?”
“You dreamed about me before you ever laid eyes on me. You’ve had other dreams come true,” he states. He is sure of this and I can’t deny him. I nod. “Those aren’t dreams, love. They are premonitions.”
“That’s not possible,” I deny. I’ve chosen to believe many things in the last week or so but this is a little much. There is nothing special about me, there never has been.
“It’s true. And now that we are bound, they will become more frequent and more vivid.” A sadness passes over his features as he speaks. “Will you tell me about your dream?”
For a long moment I hesitate, not wanting to relive the fear but if what Kyson says is true, then he needs to know. So I tell him every detail I remember. And I remember it all.
****
“Why do the Jagters hate you?” I ask later when Kyson returns to our bedroom once more.
I am seated on the couch with Elfde lying across my lap. It seems the beautiful leopard has taken to me quite well and has been lounging in our room for most of the night. Her trainer has even had to retrieve her from the foot of my bed. He found it annoying, I found it hilarious.
“What do you mean?” Kyson asks with a frown as he slips out of his grey suit jacket and button-up shirt.
“Well, I assume these men have a reason for wanting to kill not just your coven but all vampires. I was just wondering what that would be.” Elfde hops down from her spot and Kyson takes a seat beside me. “I’m dreaming or having premonitions about this now so I think I should know.”
“Well, vampires as a species have quite a violent past. There are some that still live in the old ways, even now. I assume the Jagters dislike the murder of humans.” He pauses to think before continuing. “In the old days, blood flowed through the streets and bodies littered towns whenever one of my kind was in the area. It was violent and unnecessary.”
“And now?”
“Most behave, keeping us out of the public eye. Those who don’t find themselves before the council.”
I nod in acceptance. There is still a lot I must learn about this new world I find myself living in. Kyson did explain that the council is the be-all and end-all in the vampire world. They rule with an iron fist and no one goes against them.
“Have you ever spoken to one? A Jagter I mean,” I explain.
He chuckles. “We’re usually trying to kill each other. Talking isn’t high on our list of priorities.”
Nodding, I try to think of a way to phrase my next question so I don’t sound insanely jealous.
“What do you eat?”
“Excuse me?” Kyson looks shocked at my question.
“You only drink a little of my blood during sex. I can’t see that being enough to sustain you,” I explain. “And we have only been together a few weeks.”
“Why don’t you ask me what you really want to know?” His voice is low as he watches me carefully.
“Do you kill people?”
“No.”
“But…”
Kyson cuts me off, kissing me harshly. “When I was just turned, I killed people,” he says. “It took time to gain control over my hunger. I can’t go back and change the past. But once I learned how to drink from a human and not take too much, I was more careful. In the last hundred years I have only killed Jagters, and never by draining them.”
“So you feed on other humans?”
Jealousy thrums through my veins. Does he feed on other women? It’s a very personal, intense experience. I don’t want him sinking his teeth into anyone but me.
“No, Red. Medical innovations have been amazing these last years. All the members of this coven, including me, have been bag-fed for the last fifty years. We have a few contacts at different blood banks and they supply us with what we need.”
“Oh.”
“I love that you are territorial about me,” he says, pulling me onto his lap. His lips skim my collarbone and throat. “Would you be angry if I drank from another woman?”
