Mixed Blood (Wattys2015)

Chapter 8- Wings of a bird

Helloooo! 

It is I
*laughs like Izma,(thankfully I do not look like her!)* 

I just wanted to thank you for holding on to this story. As a reward you get an extra long chapter.
* Audience claps*.

So go ahead and read your heart out.

Let me know what you think, anything at all.

"Contigo siempre."
~Frances~

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Kara looked at Marko with a horrified expression. "What? How in the world could I be a vampire?" unable to stay on the cold ground she stood to look down at Marko. "I am not a vampire!" she said starting to pace in front of him.

Marko looked at her trying to figure out what to say, or how to explain to her that everything would be okay.

"I was not bitten or whatever it really is they do to turn people. So how? Why would I do that to you? I have never wanted blood, I mean sure I had some of yours in the forest but I was not dying to have more of it!" she said her voice hurried on the verge of panic. 

Marko stood up and made his way to her. Gently he pulled her to him wrapping his strong arms around. “There is something wrong with me, Marko,” she said to his chest as she let herself wrap her arms around his torso.

He lowered his head kissing the top of hers. “There is nothing wrong with you, sweetheart.” The endearment was becoming familiar coming from his lips.

"Then what is this?"

"You were born like this. Your father was Fae and your mother must have been a Vampire." She looked up at him with a look of confusion.  "Rogue vampires are not the only sort of vampire in existence, some manage to retain their humanity, morals and overall sanity. They are rare and even though their kingdom is small they are very powerful. Their abilities at war balance their deficit in numbers. They drink blood like any vampire but they are not overcome by the blood lust. Because they keep that humanity they can enjoy light, because light is for those who live, not does who survive at the expense of killing others." he smiled tenderly at her "And you, darling are the most alive little woman I have ever met." the look in her face expressed her doubt "tell me, do you feel a raging desire to rip into my neck with your teeth and drink my blood till I die?"

She shook her head in a no. Well the fact was that she wanted to taste his blood again but she was not desperate nor did she with to harm him while doing so. If she ever had the opportunity to do this again with him she would be gentle.

She shook her head again “My mother, a vampire... it makes no sense. How could she possibly be such a thing? How can she have given birth to me if she was dead?"

Marko gave a silent laugh that made his hard belly vibrate softly. "Rogue vampires are dead. They die when they forsake their humanity and can no longer step in to the light. But normal vampires are much like my kind." he took her right hand and pressed in to his chest. Kara could feel his strong heart beat through the cotton shirt. "They heal very fast, they move fast. What sets up apart are their abilities.  Some of them can teleport, other can manipulate the mind of humans, and most of them are intellectuals. But like us they have a heartbeat. Your mother was alive Kara; she was as alive as you and me in this very moment. She was not a heartless monster. No monster could give birth to a beauty like you."