Demetrius looked at me, waiting for me to reply, but I didn't see the need to. He clearly heard everything that happened in the pack house with Dennis. I was pissed off. If Demetrius would have just let me go alone, I would still have my secrets. He was going to tell Silas. I sensed that he wanted to cause problems between Silas and me. I was unsure of the reason why.
Demetrius and I started walking back to the house, and we sat at the table. He handed me a blood bag, but I wasn't hungry. I assumed it was because Dennis' blood was so intoxicating to me. I couldn't be sure; I just knew that I wasn't hungry.
"I'm fine," I said, putting the blood bag back and shocking us both. Demetrius looked confused for a second and then looked mad.
"You fed on him, didn't you?" Maybe he couldn't hear t
