The Wanderers

Chapter 21

Back in my room I found Dixon sprawled across the bed hugging Jake's penguin. I couldn't help but laugh a little and even snapped a picture so I could tease him about it later. I quietly went through the bags of stuff we bought and pulled out a pair of jeans and sweater to change into.

Fully clothed, I headed back to Tristan's room. He had just gotten out of the shower and was standing in the bedroom when I arrived, wearing only a towel. I stopped, eyes wide, and stared at his beautiful dripping wet body. He looked like one of those models from a Calvin Klein ad. His body was lean and cut in all the right places. I knew Tristan never spent a day in the gym in his life. He was naturally molded to perfection.

It took everything I had not to rip off that towel and throw him down on the bed. I would have, too, if Gabe wasn't right outside. Tristan's cocky smile started to dance on his lips when he saw my face. He lied on the bed and put his arms behind his head motioning for me to join him. I just shook my head, told him to get dressed and then closed the door behind me.

While I waited I thought it be wise to order some breakfast. I even offered to get some for Gabe but he said no, not while on duty. I shrugged and ordered for Tristan and me. Tristan insisted on waiting to answer my questions until after we ate, so as soon as we were done I started right away. "Okay, so how does someone become half-human half-vampire?"

"A wanderer," he corrected.

"Excuse me?"

"We're called wanderers. The name came from the original King. It states in the history books about how he wandered day and night in search of more of our kind hence coining the term 'wanderer'. There are more rumors about how we got the name but I'll get to that later."

"Huh," was all I said.

"Okay, so how about I start with the different kinds," he pushed on.

I was still stuck on what he had just said. "Wait, when you say original king, do you mean like royalty as in the leader of all vampires?"

He sighed, letting me know that was a difficult subject and one he didn't care to explain at the moment. "There is a royal court, but I think we should leave that for later. Let's stick with the basics for now," he said. I nodded and let him continue. "Now where was I," he thought for a moment, "right, the different types. There are full vampires, half-breeds like us, and rogue vampires like Jack."

"We're considered a half-breed? That sounds kind of...mean."

Tristan chuckled. "It's not. We actually get the best of both worlds," he smiled, flicking my chin. "Full vampires are made, not born. You get a half-breed when a full vampire and human shag."

"Shag, who are you, Austin Powers?"

"Fine, procreate? Better?" It was stuff like that that made me regret calling him my boyfriend. I guess I should be thankful; it could had been worse. "Anyway, when a full vampire and human procreate," he mocked and I narrowed my eyes at him, "You get a half-breed. Same thing happens if two half-breeds get together, another half-breed."