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Chase stood and walked past her. “I brought us something.” He pulled out a bottle of blood from the fridge, unscrewed it, and took a sip. The tangy scent was O negative. He walked back and held out the container.

“Here.”

The taste buds on her tongue tingled. She didn’t take it.

“I don’t need it.” Her stomach grumbled in protest. “I had some last night.” She looked back at Baxter.

“How long did you go without? Did you feed at all when you were at your parents’?”

“Of course I did,” she said.

“You know if you don’t feed regularly, you get worn down. Especially, when you’re a Reborn.”

She glared up at him.

“I should have brought you some blood while you were there. I didn’t think. I apologize for that.”

She rolled her eyes. “I’m not your concern.”

“You will always be my concern,” he said softly. Then he put the plastic container in her hand. The wild berry scent rose up and her mouth watered. Oh, hell. She lifted it and took a sip. The flavor sent her taste buds to heaven.

She looked up. The fact that he towered above her hit a nerve, but with zero energy, she didn’t have what it took to stand.

“I don’t need you to take care of me,” she said.

“We all need someone, Della. That doesn’t mean you aren’t strong.”

She started to stand up, but he knelt down. His green gaze locked on her face. “You’re beautiful, smart, and funny. You care more about people than is required. You’re the furthest thing from a monster that I know, Della Tsang.”

An achiness swelled in her chest. “You were eavesdropping.” If she weren’t so tired, she’d give him a hard shove and knock him on his butt. Hell, if she weren’t so tired, she’d come up with some rude remark about his compliments meaning nothing.

“Not really eavesdropping. Not intentionally.”

Before she realized his intent, he brushed a strand of hair from her cheek and let his hand linger against her cheek. The touch was both painful and wonderful at the same time.

She cut her eyes to the side and glared at his hand. “That’s a good way to lose a finger.”

As if to prove he didn’t believe her, he ran his index finger over her bottom lip. “Get some rest. I’ll check on you later.”

She watched him walk out. Why hadn’t she bit him? Damn, she should have bit him!

It wasn’t until she blinked that she realized she had tears in her eyes. Hell, she was so tired that she didn’t even know why she was crying. Not that she was short on reasons.

Chapter Fifteen

Sleep had never felt so good. Della didn’t want to wake up, but then she heard the voices. Miranda and Kylie?

She rolled over and forced her eyes open. Her gaze landed on a dresser. A big white dresser with matching vases of plastic yellow sunflowers decorating the top.

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