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CHAPTER ELEVENChapter Eleven AndersI eyed the plate of ratatouille and grilled fish, while debating if I should have a taste or not. I’d been at loss of what to order, and had just gone with whatever I saw first while searching through the menu. The last time I ate, was five hundred years ago, and while I was eager to test if my taste buds had awakened, I was still afraid. If the taste of food was still the same as before, that’d prove that Marguerite wasn’t my mate. Well, there was the vamp mate sex to prove that, but there had been cases where humans passed out while having sex and–I cut my thoughts midway, and pulled the bowl of stew closer. Upsetting myself with thoughts of what ‘if’s’ wasn’t going to help. I already raised a spoonful when a sound downstairs distracted me. I sprung up from the chair and rushed down just as Qyler walked in with an unconscious Marguerite in his arms and a solemn expression on his face. I stiffened, my gaze alternating betw