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into her wish that he'd back away, that he’d weaken and she’d be
able to move him. She focused on the need for this to come true. Within a
second her eyes turned red.
    Soon Xavier was
cringing away from her and slowly sinking to his knees. He placed his hands on
the carpeted floor to support himself, his back bowed in almost pain, his
breathing heavy. He needed blood.
    “What the hell
did you do to me?” he asked.
    When he looked
up, Adrienne could see that the redness of his eyes had paled, leaving his eyes
a dark hazel. He winced, in pain, and she was sure he blamed her for that. What
had she done? “It's what you call karma,” she said, defending her actions. “I
told you to back off. You knew I was getting pissed with your sexual innuendos.”
    “It's not karma,”
was his stern reply. “You did something to me!”
    Before either of
them could hurl smartass remarks at each other, Adrienne's father interrupted the
two of them. It certainly wasn't karma, he was sure of that, and having been
alive for more than a number of centuries, he could explain things Xavier or
any other Night Class student couldn't. Only one possibility came to his mind
that would explain his daughters actions—his wife, Adrienne's mother. “You're a
symbiotic psychic vampire,” Carter Stahl said, and for the first time, Brianna
and Xavier were genuinely surprised though for different reasons. “Just like
your mother was.”
    “She can't
possibly be one.” It was Xavier who spoke up. “They're extinct.”
    Brianna voiced
her own thoughts. “If Adrienne is one, then obviously they aren't, extinct I
mean. But what exactly is a symbiotic psy—whatever vampire?”
    Xavier was the
one who explained. “They're vampires, who instead of drinking blood, feed on
the negative energy of vampires and humans alike.”
    Carter Stahl
smiled. “I see you've been listening during History class,” he then said, proud
of the fact that one of his students was very much aware of his kind's history.
    “So I don't need
to drink blood?” asked the birthday girl, whose smile was as luminescent as her
sparkling sequined mini-dress. She couldn't help but grin. She didn't need to
drink blood! She wasn't a carnivore, and most especially, she wasn't a monster.
Feeding off negative energy didn’t sound as bad as sucking blood.
    “Vampires aren't
monsters, kiddo.” Carter Stahl chuckled, and in return, her daughter gaped at
him.
    Adrienne had to
remind herself that mind-reading was another ability of vampires, and
apparently, her father had that special gift. “Please don't tell me you can
read my thoughts too?” she asked, turning to face Xavier.
    Xavier was still
dealing with the fact that Adrienne was such a special kind of vampire, the
type that all vampires dreamed of being. He shook his head. He couldn't read
her mind, and that was the truth. “I can only read the minds of humans,” was his
somewhat morose reply.
    “But how come my
father can read mine?”
    Xavier smiled, and
then winced. All of a sudden he felt dead tired. He felt his limbs go numb, and
right then and there, all he wanted to go was leave. He needed to feed. He
needed time alone to rethink things—things about Adrienne. He sighed. “I told
you a while ago that you were a princess. You are,” Xavier said. “Your father's
a Vampire Regent, head of one of the five realms of the Vampire Kingdom.”
    She only took
World History, not Vampire History or Politics, so to say the least; she still
didn't get whatever point Xavier was trying to get across. “What exactly are
you trying to say?”
    Xavier exhaled.
He was too tired to explain to her what she needed to know, and besides, it was
her fault he was currently feeling weak. She had drained his energy, but he
couldn't just leave Carter Stahl's office. He needed to settle a few things
with the Regent.
    “Vampire Regents
are in effect, the kings of vampire kingdoms. As rulers their abilities surpass
the skill levels of all their