After some time of quiet between Merilyn and me, Tristan's Uncle; Dawson appeared. Out of every one of his family members, I was not expecting him to walk in. He was nicest though.
"Good evening Genevieve," He smiled as he walked close, "I would say Genevieve is a rather better name than Layla."
I chuckled at that. It just escaped my mouth.
"Well, I am a healer. I was before when I was a human, I studied for it and then was a vampire healer." He pointed to where Marilyn was sitting as she stood up. "Would you allow me to have a look?"
I considered that. "Are you a human healer?" I did not want another Vampire attacking my neck.
He nodded. "I am. If you are not comfortable, we can call a human healer." He offered sincerely.
I was not comfortable. After Merylin had admitted that they did lust for the blood, it was difficult to be around them especially after it had been two of them attacking me on both sides of my neck.
