Oliver's POV
The table was full of food to eat and had I been with someone else, I would have enjoyed the meal too but because of the company I was with, I was not even in the mood to eat.
A server started serving the dishes and other one started pouring blood in our bowls.
The server who was pouring the blood had been working for a long time and he knew my palate. He also knew that I do not like human blood because of the ways it is obtained.
There is no vampire in the world who can survive without human blood but most of the vampires have capacity to survive on animal blood and by taking human blood once an year. However usually vampires, prefer feeding on human blood and that is why no one ever understood me. I was different from everyone. I empathised with others' pain and suffering and that was what a tyrants like my family was never able to understand.
