The harder I tried not to weave on my feet the more I did. I felt and was acting as if I were totally drunk.
Paul steadied me and raised his eyebrow in a question.
"I'm fucked up." I hoped I was thinking and not speaking.
His lips formed a big O.
I looked at the Elder again. "What did you do to me?"
"Me? It was you that drank the blood from an Elder, but you taste as good to me as I did to you, Succubae."
"Succubae? You mean those female sex demons? I'm a Vampire not a sex demon, right?"
"You are a bit of both, more so than the rest of us. Finish this tiresome ceremony, and I will show you what you will need to know."
I focused my thoughts on Tony: "I need to finish this quickly."