His Silent Luna
“You don’t just have a trace of vampiric heritage. You are a half blood, a hybrid. One of your parents must have been a vampire.”
“That is impossible!” I wrote.
“The tests don’t lie,” the first healer said, “and we ran them twice to be completely certain.”
“No,” I wrote.
“I am sorry that you had to find out like this,” the first healer said.
“If you are finding it out just now,” the second healer said.
“What?” I wrote.
“How is it that you have never noticed anything different about yourself?” the second healer asked.
I shook my head. “I know I am different,” I wrote. “I have never spoken a word and not a single healer has ever been able to say why.”
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