““How? And why would you care?” I asked and ignored the angry glance Paul was directing at me. “He is a pathetic excuse for a vampire, don't you see? Feasting on animals!” He scoffed. “He thought he could change me, too. To be ‘strong’ like him, but I can tell you that there is no strength in hiding in the shadows drinking animal blood. The blood of humans…” he paused, making a deep and audible sniff with his nose. “…is just too enticing. Too delicious. Strengthening.” “You’re a monster!” I yelled, the realization that Janet had been the temptation he was talking about finally sinking in. “A monster? Now, now…what would Salem think if you called us such names? He and I are no different, you know? I imagine it will be little time at all before he drains you of blood, too.” “You are wrong about him. He’s different!” Why had he said ‘too’? Paul was about to say something to me but Kim shook her head. “This isn't the time or place, Paul,””
