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Casey cried as she realized what he was doing. He didn't want to be like her... she understood this and moved her wrist. "Jude." She'd whisper, looking up at the ceiling. Taking a deep breath, she'd look down at him.

"I promise." She'd whisper, she wanted him to be ready for whatever he wanted, and obviously he wasn't ready for this. The door to the room flew open and Casey almost attacked the person who came in until she realized it was the Maiden of the witches. A smile came across her face, when she saw the blind girl.

"Move.. I can heal him with your blood... so that he is not a creature of the Night World as you are Casey." Casey listened to the Maiden and gently, and reluctantly moved away from him. The Maiden sat down and supported Jude's neck before gently grabbing Casey's bleeding wrist and pressing it to his lips. She started murmuring a few spells under her breath.

Her blind eyes looked at Casey and with a soft smile she whispered, "Tell him to drink, it'll heal him... but will not turn him." Casey nodded and ran her free hand through Jude's hair.

"Baby... please... drink my blood... the Maiden of the witches did a spell to where you can drink it... but will not turn." She'd emphasize it in thought speak just so he knew she was telling the truth.