Julie's eyes widened on seeing Griffin being pulled out from inside the coffin. He looked nothing less than a ghost because of his pale skin and the dark circles that had formed under his eyes. She looked back and forth between him and Cillian, and Cillian's eyes silently met hers, and they didn't speak a word.
"Are you alright, Griffin?" questioned Luciano, looking at the younger vampire, who had a dazed look as he hadn't consumed blood in the last three days that had weakened his body.
Donovan nonchalantly commented, "He's not a human, but a vampire, Luciano. The boy will be just fine even if he doesn't drink blood for one week. Isn't that right, Griffin?"
Griffin's voice was low as he spoke, "I need blood."
"Hmph, weakling," remarked Donovan, looking down on Griffin.
