“She nearly jumped at you.” Sehun said with a dry voice, but Luhan only rolled his eyes and threw the package with blood in the bin. “You wanted to talk to me?” He asked instead, but Sehun only smiled. “No, I didn't want to. I just wanted to ease up the tension between you and the girl.” A growl escaped Luhan's lips, which went over into a long sigh. “She's scared. It's natural for her to be so tense.”

Sehun uncrossed his arms and walked into the kitchen to take the last cookie out of the jar. “I know,” for a moment it was silent between them; not even Sehun's chewing broke the silence. They simply stood there, enjoying each other's presence. “I don't know why you turned her. Tell me the reason.” Sehun eventually said, not looking at Luhan, who stiffened a bit. “You know that I can't answer that question.” And that was the truth. Luhan couldn't explain why he had turned her, and Sehun actually knew that.

“Out of instinct, I know,” Sehun rolled his eyes and shook his head. “Listen, I don't have a problem with you turning people, neither do the others, but if you turn somebody, then can it be someone... more powerful? Someone useful?” He failed to see how Hana was able to help them with the fight they still fought; how she would be able to keep the oath they had sworn ages ago. “It's not always about power.” Luhan sighed, but he saw a point in Sehun's words.

“You could have said that a few couple of decades before, but not these days, Luhan.” There was a cold and cutting undertone in Sehun's voice, and Luhan narrowed his eyes. “You know that she will follow you, you know. She's not strong enough to live independently, and she can't live with Changmin forever, now that she saw you. Sooner or later, she will follow you and you know that she is not suited for our life. She will die, sooner or later, and you know my opinion on this.”

The tension between them rose; it was like fire and ice clashed against each other and the whole room seem to distort. “I am very aware of that. She is not the first person I turned.” Every other person, human or Vampire, would have gone down to their knees now, but not Sehun. “The last person you turned was at least of use for us,” the jar cracked and slowly started to split. “You want to send her into her own death?”

Luhan suddenly slammed his hand onto the counter, which broke into small pieces. “I will not send her into death. Even though you don't see it, she wi