Zagan stared back at the elder vampire, meeting the challenge of hearing his name with a glare. But Nelo appeared at ease, smiling kindly with the knowledge that he would hear what he wanted now. There was no use for Zagan's resistance.
"I can help you. I know all there is to know within these books," Nelo encouraged. "Give me something to ponder. It will bring me great pleasure."
Zagan stared at the gray stone floor, clenching his teeth together. He did not like being forced to do anything. It went against his vampiric nature.
"I felt a heart beating within my chest, and I coughed up some of the blood that I had taken from her," he forced through gritted teeth.
"From her?" Nelo repeated the detail. "What is her name?"
Requesting a name was requesting control. "Why do you wish to know it?" Zagan asked, his glare intensifying.
"Out of curiosity. This female is important to you," Nelo chuckled.
