Dedari inhaled deeply as he fed from the second person in a row: a male in his late twenties. Now, that was it. He thought, placing the man gently near his female colleague. They were hikers and their blood had been so rich and full with goodness which meant that they were good people with pure spirits.
Probably a couple on a honeymoon. He thought, watching them gently as they succumbed to his sleeping spell. They will be fine in the next two hours.
Making sure that the duo were out of sight of the predators like tigers, he stood up elegantly and began to stroll back to the camp, when suddenly he sensed that something of his was missing. He looked down at himself, touching his clothes carefully, his face scrunching up in confusion when he couldn't find the little book which had fallen from the grip of the vampires after Jacob and he had killed them off.
