Blood for the Immortals

The ride to the Council house was quick, the SUV stopped in front of a portal already conjured. I’ve never seen the council house or what it looks like, but I know we’d have to go through the portal. I barely had time to blink before they were shoving me forward straight through the portal, and in seconds, my feet were touching down in the center of a small, circular chamber, facing a desk and a bored looking woman standing behind it.“Interrogation room seven,” she said in monotone, and a chill ran through me. Interrogation?They were just supposed to be asking me some questions, that was all. I opened my mouth to protest but the enforcers were marching me forward again, this time through the door to the woman’s left, and into a brightly lit corridor.They paused at the seventh door and the scarred enforcer touched his palm to the brickwork set next to the entrance. There was a flash of light under his hand, and then the door swung inwards. A rough hand around my arm moved me insid

Davorin was waiting outside, pacing like a restless animal. The second he saw me, his eyes searched my face.“Well?” he asked.“I’m… half vampire,” I said, still trying to wrap my own tongue around the words. “A dhampir. Apparently that’s illegal. And—” I took a shaky breath, “—they’re sending me to Ravenhill Academy.”His brows shot up, his eyes has so many questions. “A dhampir? How? And Ravenhill? That’s……That’s my academy.”I let out a short laugh. “I know it’s a lot. I will tell you all about it. Guess that means we’re schoolmates now.”For a moment, his expression softened, like he wanted to say something comforting.“I’m here for you.’ He says.“I want to see my mother, the councillor says I’d be leaving anytime soon”We walked together to the healer’s wing. The air smelled faintly of herbs and antiseptic, and my chest tightened as I stepped into my mother’s room.She was sitting by the window, eyes fixed at a spot. Her hair was loose around her face, and she was humming, soft