"Sit." Hayden commanded pointing to his couch.

Without waiting to see if you obeyed, he rummaged through his fridge before tossing you a bag of thick red liquid. "Animal blood."

Your nose crinkled but, you couldn't really decline.

Being a newly turned vampire in the home of the hunter who'd tried to drive a stake into your heart hours ago wasn’t exactly ideal.

Hayden gathered a first aid kit to tend to the gash on his arm, "This doesn't make us friends, you know. You got someplace to stay?”