Chapter 463
When Micah finally called it a day, Katelina lay on the mat like a dead creature. Micah tossed her the last bag of blood, but she didn't have enough energy to open it. After watching vampires hop up mountains and walk for hours, she thought they didn't get fatigued. Why in the hell was she so tired?
"You're only a fledgling." Jorick crouched next to her. He opened the bag and held it out. "Endurance comes with age. Besides, you've done more today than in a week of mortality."
Micah stood over her, hands on his hips. "When you were human, you'd have been worn out after the first go round. You did pretty good, slave. We'll see if you can do better tomorrow."
"She's done," Jorick snapped. "You got what you wanted. Release her."
"Nope." Micah picked up the cooler and strode for the door. "See you tomorrow, Lunch."