One Last Hope

Chapter 29

⭐“If you are outgrowing who you’ve been, you are right on schedule. Keep evolving.”⭐
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After a long, complicit silence, I decide to see just how far he's capable of going.

Nora: "Listen up... Vampires are centuries old, so... logically, they're pretty knowledgeable, right?"

Drogo: "I guess..."

Nora: "So what happened to you? Did they snatch you from the cradle or did the transformation drain your brain?"

He clearly can't believe my nerve. I think I regret what I just said. I was banking on Drogo's humor, but we're only at the start of this new friendship... if that's what it is.

But... to my surprise, he bursts out laughing!

Drogo: "Neither! I like to keep my incredible intelligence hidden... so I can surprise my prey!"

Nora: "Along with your modesty, right?"

I arch an eyebrow and screw up my nose.  Drogo's eyes sparkle with mischief.

I want to take advantage of his good mood and ask him a few questions.  Sometimes, I'm too curious for my own good!

Nora: "You go out in broad daylight. I thought vampires had a problem with the sun..."

Drogo: "Do you imagine we glow up in the dark too? How about sleeping in a coffin? They're pretty comfy, you know!"

Nora: "Yeah! With gothic decor and little bats and cobwebs everywhere..."

Drogo: "Nicolae wouldn't like that. He has rather old-fashioned taste in furniture. He likes it classic. You must have noticed."

He's starting to look at me like I'm some sort of puzzle that needs solving.

Nora: "So, is being a vampire a vocation?"

Drogo: "Let's just say it's something that happened."

Nora: "I know..."

A flash of understanding passes between us.

Drogo: "Are you playing detectives, Nora?"

I can hear tension in his tone, despite the softness of his voice.

He still seems relaxed, but his eyes are fixed on me and it's a little disturbing.

Nora: "Nicolae told me about your father and your transformation. I'm sorry it happened that way."

Drogo: "It was... a long time ago. I don't think about it anymore."

Nora: "Do you miss being human?"

He looks deep in thought. He stays that way for a while. So long, in fact, that I think for a moment he's not going to answer my question.

But, finally, he gives me a smile.

Drogo: "I hadn't really thought about it until you came along..."

I can feel that butterfly feeling in the pit of my stomach again.

Nora: "I'm not really human, either..."

Drogo: "Witches are human. They just have a little something extra that makes them special."

For a second there, I get the feeling he's not just talking about my powers. The thought quickly disappears.

He settles more comfortably on my bed so that I have to budge slightly to leave him a little room.