"Shut up," Jacob interrupted. Carefully escorted Alexandro to the garden and made him sit on the concrete bench, then sat next to him. Without a word, he extended his arm to Alexandro. "Go on ... take my blood ..." when his friend was not moving. Just hissing and leaned on his shoulder for support.
Jacob can feel how weak his friend was. They've been in this situation back in the homestead. It's one of the reasons why he chose to be alone in the chateau to protect his best friend, who was turned into a vampire when they took a vacation in Romania. But now, he can't just invite Alexandro where he lives. He's a married man, and he did not want to explain it to Angeline. And without touching the subject, he knew that his friend would be declining because of one reason alone, his wife, whom Alexandro is in love with, and the reason why he smelled alcohol at the moment.
