Chronicles of the Wolf

6

The door closed behind Jordan Helx.

The guy went to the bed and collapsed on it.

The legs seemed to have lost all ability to move.

— This is not a prison sentence.— the door opened a crack and that pale man, Bjorn, appeared.—It's only for your own good. You don't know what you're going to be dealing with. Consider it just being under guard... Are you hungry? If you want, I'll cook something to eat. —

— Will the vampire cook?—Jordan chuckled.

— Hey, for me it's actually an insult!—Bjorn raised his purring voice a little.— Just because food doesn't satisfy me doesn't mean I don't need to eat. I like to sleep and eat as much as I loved it when I was a man... —

It was very uncomfortable from the gaze.

Jordan could feel the cold radiating inside from those eyes that seemed like snow in smoke.

— And how did you become vampire? Were you born like this or were you bitten?—Jordan shuddered.

He himself could not have expected that he would ask this after all.

It's just that for a coup